Suddenly I felt her diminutive hand on my thigh. I looked down to see her softly stroking my leg and smiling. Okay, I thought, this could get interest...ng.Her hand traveled up my thigh slowly until it rested on my cock which was getting uncomfortably harder in my jeans. "What are you doing", I asked incredulously as her fingers fumbled with my zipper. Still she just smiled silently as she fished my prick out of my pants. I couldn't believe it, here was this strange girl who had yet to even speak. But my father never treated my mother as anything less than a lady, regardless of the thatched cottage we called home. I expected the same from the men I chose to be with. I had lured men to my bed before. I had sought information with the implied promise of my bed. Recently I had been forced to deal with an NVA Lieutenant Colonel who thought our exchange of information merited that bed. I can be seduced. I have no prejudices of race or color or sex. I am not some camp follower to be taken in. He whispers in her ear “We are going to try something new.” He then spreads her ass cheeks apart and grabs a bottle of lube and starts lubing up her asshole. He puts the bottle of lube on the floor and starts easing his cock inside of her. She starts shaking her head ‘no’ but he keeps on doing it until he is inside and starts going in and out until he is all the way in. He stays at a slow pace until he feels her asshole become slippery and starts picking up speed. Aviana is screaming in pain. Jeff's cock is long. It's also rather thick. It has enough foreskin over the end to make drapes for this entire apartment. His balls could double on the pool table, and when that whole gorgeous area stands up to attention, I feel like a dog beside a fireplug; I just want to lift my legs and wrap myself around it. He really is quite incredible."Suzanne nodded. "That colored guy Clayton is big." They say all colored studs are bigger'n white guys, but let me assure you, Jeff'd give the whole.