Suddenly, in one of my laps I lost my temper, probably my little experience with very high heels allied to the effect of the drink. When noticing what...it happened, he quickly rose and caught me in his arms, avoiding my fall.For some instants I was there, suspended in his arms. We looked at each other in the eyes without saying a word. A strange sensation took care of me, and I believe that he was feeling the same.Suddenly, taken by the climate he pressed his lips fervently against mine. I was I. I want you! Fuck me like ablack stud dog breeds a white dog bitch.” Rog was now breathing hard as he drove into me withdeep thrusts pounding on the opening to my womb withevery stroke as I wiggle my but and moaned over andover, “Black Daddy, I’m yours! Take me!”Rog was now pounding me hard and fast as his blackballs slapped my bottom with every stroke. They werefull of his sperm ready to spew into his white bitch.I was now so wild with passion that I was clawing hisback. As soon as the two of us began to dart across the clearing I knew it was a mistake. I felt then heard the shots only when we were half way through the yard. I was grazed by two bullets, yet finally shot through the front door with barely a scratch. Looking behind me, I saw Corporal Dickson laying upon the cobblestones, dead. My men were returning fire, yet I held little faith in that.I was alone, with an objective ahead of me. Yet a large part of me wanted to curl up into a ball and hide away.. I made a point of saying how warm it was in the room and undid another button on my blouse. This now showed glimpses of my black lacy wonderbra. Obviously this was working! I checked him staring as I reached for my handbag and grabbed a cigarette. He opened the window before I lit it sexily in front of him and he sat back and was marvelling in my look. I will be honest - I did feel cheap. I did feel like a slut. But I also felt extremely sexy.I swapped my crossed over legs from one to the.