"Oh my god here it comes!!!" I yell out, your only response is to go faster. Suddenly a bright white light explodes in front of my eyes. I feel myself...spinning out of control, and I just let go and float. After a moment I come back to the earth and see your pretty face pillowed on my belly again, looking at me expectantly, "Was that good?" You ask as a smile plays on your face already knowing the answer. I smile at you "Your turn..." I say as I flip you onto your back and begin assaulting your. I know she was saying things to boost my confidence, but it felt very nice to hear her say it. She is my bestest friend and almost a sister for just that reason.Two more weeks later, it was time for me to make the deal work for the person. The person lives in another city and so I have to travel to his place to be his keep for the two days. I packed my bags with all my best looking dresses and wore a sleeveless black tight fitting churidaar. I have very fair skin, so black looks very good on. Inch by inch. I can almost feel the outline of his cock sliding through my fuck tunnel. I'm on my knees and he is riding me now like dog fucking his bitch. I feel dirty and it makes my cock hard as a rock. I feel a drop of pre-cum forming on the tip of my hard cock. As if he can feel it too, he reaches and strokes my cock, smearing the pre-cum on the head, then rubbing my balls gently. I'm in heaven now. His cock is almost fully buried in me. I can feel his head almost rubbing against the end. By the time the meeting began there was an eclectic and racially mixed crowd of thirty five people in the room.The first several people to speak were relatives of young people who had been killed by Chicago police and their anguish was heartbreaking to hear. At the conclusion of the three hour meeting, a vote was taken to start a new organization to not only confront the epidemic of police violence but also attempt to support the families of those who had lost a love one to it. I was asked to.