Mostly consisting fooling around in the back seat, which led to many a blow jobs and eventually into some hot sweaty sex with the boyfriend of the mom...nt. Toward the end of my senior year of high school, I had more often found myself fantasizing about being with another girl, but had not acted out on any of my torrid thoughts.Ella and I hit it off right away. Becoming friends fast, we often found ourselves having late night erotic conversations about our previous sexual activity. It was obvious. She had a massive figure to worth die for… Coming to story, this day was something which I can’t forget. It was a feedback for my previous story. We started to chat shared lots of fun, we did sex chat, we both used to masturbate whenever we did sex chat. Our condition was to lock ourselves in the room and be naked and stroking and rubbing our privates. We started to enjoy each other’s company. We became so addictive to each other that we decided to do our fantasies in real. One day I told my. "Joey, do you like what you see, look at your face son. See the expressions on your face as I dick you out? You as if you’re in agony, like Im r****g you. However, its quite the opposite. how some old ass nigger is fucking your pretty white ass, slut? You like how you do white bitch?" Yes Sir," I replied, "I love it." Then he started to spank me, hard, and harder, still probing my ass with his cock, his strong hands slapping my smooth ass, making it red, adding to the pleasure. Now he fucked. I can give as good as I get, after all I work in a store, and I did, for which I got backhanded across the street.Did I forget to mention that I'm unbreakable? Neither my bones nor skin can break, I'm made out of some stern stuff, though I barely cleared one hundred pounds at the time, and I'm subject to the laws of physics. Still, no matter how hard I get hit, I get up, dust myself off, and come back for more, which might make some question really how smart I am. I stormed across the street,.