Her body was amazing. She had smallish breasts tipped with puffy pink nipples and a sparse bed of flame red hair covering her mound. Now it was my tur... to be speechless. I reached down from the truck and helped her up into the bed. I pulled her up into my arms and kissed her soft lips, they tasted of cherry lip gloss. Without breaking our lip lock we lowered onto the blanket. I kissed her lips, her chin, along the line of her jaw and eventually down the side of her neck. Her hands wove into my. We agreed to ride together the next Sunday. I took him to a local bar, introduced him around, and we had a few beers. He played some pool, threw some darts, and had a general good time. It was only after we left when got a glimpse of his wild side. He was riding in front. We were going down a back road home because it had a lot of twists and turns. It had just been repaved and the smooth surface felt like silk under our wheels. A black snake started across the road just in front of us and. .. and all of her fantasies of being brutally raped now replaced any thought of escape and with her clit still swelling, her over stimulated pussy was starting to drip uncontrollably! These two muscular men unlike the others had raped numerous white women and had recently been released after being held in jail for several days! They had been accused of a sadistic brutal rape, the white woman they had done this to would not press charges as they had brutally raped threatened and. Today was different though. I punched the button and said, "Hello," and I immediately dropped my sandwich from shock. I was talking to Contessa. I was speechless. I did not know what to say to the "Fountain Lady". She was calling to tell me I had won the contest to make her squirt. The contest I had actually forgotten I entered. "Well Mason, aren't you going to say something? Anything?" Contessa asked. "Holy fuck," was all I could muster. "Yeah, that's what we will be doing," Contessa said with.