What words could I say? But she confessed."I'm really ... horny! I don't know if its the lack of sex. the pills, or the videos Zara made me watch. But...I need this, Miles." Amanda said with a confident, but evil smile.I never asked. That was part of the program. Amanda watched private videos produced by the BPM. I figured they were motivation videos depicting the plight of African peoples and the lack of diversity in towns and cities like Black Pine. Her video sessions were scheduled. Text. Her attention to detail is rigorous; even her elegant fingernails are painted with cherry-red nailpolish and gold bangles grace her wrists. A matching pendant hangs around her neck on a gold chain, gold drop-earring dangle from her ears and gold rings adorn her fingers. She looks sophisticated and sexy; I feel myself becoming aroused.She looks nothing like the man I met at the Early Bird Coffee Shop. She is stunning. I stand there staring at her in awe."Sit," Vanessa points to the bed and I. With her legs wrapped around my hips, I let go of her ass and reach up between us. I slide my hand up over her breast, cupping the soft tender flesh, gently squeezing and loving on it. After a few seconds of my hand holding her breast, I feel her nipple stiffening against my palm. Slowly, I slide my hand down, letting my fingertips brush over her erect nipple, quickly taking her stiff nipple between my fingertips and tweaking it, pinching, twisting, and pulling. Her breathing began to. They must have known my partner because they said did you tape that whore and he said only her mouth so far. And she is really good at taking BBC down her throat. He put his hand up under my skirt and I blushed deep red but never moved. He said come by later and try her out. They said hell yea and they walked out still rubbing their massive bulges. I got the red bull abd walked up to the counter expecting Ray Ray to pay but he said he didnt have any money and the store owner said thats ok we.