After draping her pantyhose over a nearby desk I took her by the hand and helped her to climb, first up onto the chair by the desk she’d been leanin... on, then onto the desk itself. It was small, designed for grade-school children, so there wasn’t much room for her to stand, but she did. She stood unsteadily, nervously biting her lip and rubbing her palms on her thighs and looking anxiously down at me as I took another picture. The hum of the vibrator was much more obvious in the empty room, as. I wriggled my hips and panted, "Please, no, not ?"She slapped my fully erect dick and barked, "Shut up and hold still. I was only going to shave your pits and legs, but now I definitely want you hairless here, too. C'mon, don't you think it'll feel good be get rid of your nasty pubes and be all nice and smooth?" No, Mistress, no, I don't ?" I used to shave my pussy, you know. Did it for a year or more. It was all right, but a little too much work, if you know what I mean, so I let everything. Wincing he adjusted himself, hoping he’d get to sate himself on her soon. He knew she’d be a willing participant, with a little seduction he’d have her on her back and begging in no time. He’d felt her eyes on him the whole way, her thoughts playing in her eyes as clear as day. She wanted him. Bad. He smirked, who could blame her, he was hot. By necessity of course, but a guy has his pride. She turned to face him, her cheeks flushed and her mouth parted in a pant. Blood rushed to his groin,. Marilyn took a greedy drink this time. She gulped the liquor like a man guzzling water after being stranded out on the desert. The pretty blonde Homecoming Queen also needed the burning alcohol to screw up her courage. Marilyn knew that it was against her religion to have sex with a Negro. The pretty blonde cheerleader also knew where this evening was heading with her new black 'trophy' and needed all the courage that she could muster to go through with it. Nowadays, some white women 'collect'.