The sensualbeauty of young, white girls proved to be the Achilles’heel of their emotions. Forcing them to orgasm enoughtimes, combined with the ...isorienting and addictiveeffects of potent narcotics, successfully confused hisyoung, white, female prey psychologically. Soon Lisa’saffections would turn from her punk ass husband to thisstrong, black man who could satisfy her sexually aswell as provide the drugs she would crave.Lisa’s pink mucous membranes glittered with. She opened her bathroom door taking her right into her own room. It was then, when she heard another sound coming from her window similar to the first one. She opened her window to find Dylan standing and waiting for her. He wore his hair long even though Zoey always told him to cut it. It was already past his shoulders.“Hey!” Zoey said under her breath so her parents wouldn’t hear.“Hey to you too.” Dylan shouted up to Zoey.“Shut up! My dad will hear you!” Zoey said under her breath once. ’ He smiled and led us to the back of the store where the ladies’ clubs could be found. They had a good selection from TaylorMade, Nike, Adams, and Callaway—all top brands. He showed Jennie how to hold the clubs using several types of grips. I always used an interlocking grip so that’s what I suggested to Jennie. Apparently, the salesman agreed. ‘It’s the most popular and I find it helps control the club more effectively. He helped Jennie select a glove and we proceeded to the practice area.. “ARRRGGGGGGGGG!!!!” she screamed. Without warning her pussy began spraying its load. Her hips bucked again, her body becoming senseless. Streams of juice flew in all directions, distorted by her embedded fingers. “NNGGGGG!!!!” she managed, a huge spasm jolting her, sending her eyes rolling back into her head. She could feel another orgasm welling up. She couldn’t stop it. She didn’t want to! She was floating. Consciousness seemed distant. Strangely lucid, yet bodiless. She existed.