My tongue started circling her belly button and inserting into the button on a repetitive passion. My face was rubbing all over her stomach. Oh god, t...e smell was driving the moment very horny.I then pulled her pant low, which revealed her medium-sized white thighs and dark red panty. I threw the pants on the floor of my bedroom. She was holding one hand over her panty and the other on the boobs. I turned her around and undid the hooks of the bra.She did not allow me to unshackle the bra from. I make a promise that I have no idea how I will keep, "Mah princess, dornt fash yerse, Ah will fin' heem."She doesn't even complain about the princess comment, hangs up the phone and I know I've been played by that Miranda bitch. I'm going to find her and make her suffer a hundred times more than she's made my princess suffer...Present – Stacy and Samantha – at the buildingBill comes over and gives me some information, which I sort of expected, "Ms. Summers, after talking with Walt, the retired. We had been on a local cruise with lots of wine, dancing and being groped by drunk men, which is the norn when inhibitions have flown out the window, with each glass raised.Once his wife was parked into the back seat of the taxi ride home, a 40 minute journey through the nature forrest, my tormentor sat alongside me and d****d his arm over my shoulder, as my husband settled into the front of the taxi and began his slurred nontalk with the driver.Off we went into the dark and as I closed my eyes. ." I say, leaning forward, rubbing your bulge and looking up intoyour eyes.. "Is this for me?" I ask, batting my lashes. In answer, youslowly pull your underwear down, and lift your huge cock towards my darkred lips. I can hear your sigh as I open my mouth for you, and you guideyour meat into my waiting throat. "mmmmmm..." I moan, loving it. I'vealways fantasized about having a really long black cock pushing into mypretty white mouth, submitting to a black man - becoming his 'littlewhite girl'..