Then Mary put an arm lock on me squeezing my neck. Her body trembled as she climaxed. She released me from her death grip. The look on her face was so...serene.“Don, can you hold off a bit?”“Yes, I think so.”She pushed me off her body with strength that defied her size. She rolled over on her tummy and presented me with her pucker. With a hand on each cheek she spread and exposed a beautiful opening.“Don, it has been way too long since I have been fucked back there; please let me be full. My phone begins to go off as soon as I was as far away as I could get from the school. I take my phone out and set it to silent mode, already knowing who it is. I go into my house. I had decided to just skip the whole school day. It wouldnt affect my record, so it was okay. I lay down on the leather sofa, looking up at the ceiling in the process. I felt weird and dirty, still. I wondered how HE had felt. Ugh. Just remembering what happened made me tingle with arousal all over. My whole body. But I don't want them.I want black men... They want me... We look at one another and exchange a visible frisson of sexual energy in the lingering glances. And our attraction is based first on race. We are not those couples who “happen to fall in love” with someone of a different race or more purposefully come together... but out of some greater sense of interracial understanding and respect. Not as politically-correct men and she male's... do we seek one another out. The Internet has made it a. "I'm opening and have to be there on time, so I'm going to try to make you cum fast. Enjoy it, okay?"She licked her hand and seized my rigid shaft, giving me smooth, tight strokes, all the way up and down, a little squeeze at the top to give the head even more intense stimulation than I would normally give myself. Not as good as fucking her, but she knew her way around my cock and knew how to handle it as smartly as she drove that little sportster she had when we'd started dating. She let a.