This was so right. She was a white girl, the descendant of evil racist slave owners and she was now paying her reparations to the Black race! She felt...his hand reach up to her pussy. She moaned. As his hand played with her pussy, she realized how wet she was and how ready she was for him.She felt his hand move up to her tits as he fondled her tits through the blouse. At the same time, he bent his head down to her mouth and kissed her. She opened her mouth and responded enthusiastically, their. .. So I did, and my god it felt good!Looking at myself in the mirror I realised that for the first time everthat I did not think I looked wrong. Now I know this might sound alittle strange but in the past when I saw myself in a mirror, the hadalways been a weird sense of disconnection with the person looking backat me... However seeing myself in the mirror now I felt oddly in-synchemotionally with the person looking back at me!I gave up trying to untangle what I was feeling and just enjoyed. Thefeel of lustful animal energy aimed at me was so tangible I could almostphysically see it. He came around my left shoulder planting his hand on myright one. When he moved in to kiss me I backed away. I don't kiss on thefirst date. He asked me how I felt knowing that I was tuning him on. Iresponded by reaching down to wrap my hand around the object that waspushing out from his pants. He undid his button fly. His pants hit thefloor. He pulled down his underwear to reveal a nice size cock with. I say you need to be spanked silly, and you'd better be quiet and take it like an adult. I have to say your daughter takes it much better than you do." Joe lectured, not stopping with his hand, while Natalie squirmed and kicked, her butt cheeks bouncing with every slap. "If you keep struggling, your punishment will only get more severe." The warning quieted down Natalie for a little while. But before long, she started wiggling her butt attempting avoid his palm again. Joe moved his hand down.