I cuddled up and asked if she was ok. She said that she was, but still had the conversation of the night before still going through her head.“I’m...sorry, I am sure that he didn’t want to disturb you in any way” I said reassuringly.“Oh, it’s not that, quite the opposite actually. I can see where he is coming from, maybe it is the duty of the white nations of the world to make reparation however they can.” With her saying that my cock was as hard as rock, her hand absently finding it and gently. We moved the girls out to the car and I got them strapped in. I was going to drive, but George interrupted me."Let me drive ma'am. I'm more familiar with the road and it will save on directions," he said, as he opened the passenger door for me. I got in and pulled the safety belt down to connect it and had just heard it click when I felt something prick me in the neck. I managed to look to my right and saw George grinning, just before I passed out.George smiled down at the unconscious woman in. I could feel her juices right through her bottoms. "God, can you feel how wet you've made me?" Yes, baby. It's hot as hell." Can I show you my pussy, daddy?" Yes. Please, yes." Sasha rolled onto her back and looked into my eyes as she lifted her hips and slid her bottoms off, showing me her gloriously naked body. Her pussy was perfectly shaped, and shaved bare. Her labia were swollen and glistening with her fluids. I reached down and rubbed her clit, making her twist and moan on the bed. "Yes.. What, exactly, do you say to someone being so completely forward? I'm still not sure, personally. She smiled at me and playfully patted the cushion beside her. She placed the vibrator on my coffee table as I sat beside her.She kissed me lightly, and this quickly turned to ravenous, gape-mouthed kisses and neck nibbling. The feverish kisses and sucking soon turned to groping, fondling and finally stripping.…I was sitting over her at the edge of the couch, looking down at her nude flesh as she.