Your body knows what it was made forI grinned and looked at her downturned face.- LOOK AT ME, nigger. You know deep down this is what you were born fo...; bred for.If she could get red, I'm sure she'd been lighting up like a neon lightwith shame, but she slowly lifted her head and looked at me.- Tell me you're a dirty nigger whore, monkey.My hands were still groping her roughly.- I'm a dirty nigger whore, sir, she replied... A lot quicker than last time, and louder too, but her eyes still. To my reply, Jessie smiled wider and accepted the challenge, while Pamela continued to relax on the bed, letting Jessie take the initiative.Jessie turned up the heat by kneeling over Pamela, her knees on either side of Pamela's legs, and then pulling off her own top. She shook her hair back in place as she threw the shirt in my direction, glancing at me and giggling as her sexy gray bra was uncovered. The shirt fell about two feet away from me, but I barely noticed it, my eyes transfixed on my. We were waiting out the rain, sharing the only picnic table bench actually very private. She began taking the lead in our conversation and he began to respond to her. He looked over at me a couple of times and all I could do was smile wondering/hoping that she would find a way to fulfill one of her fantasies. The rain wasn't letting up and her nipples were getting very hard and very visible even through her sports bra. Our new friend asked if she was getting cold and she told him a little cold. Judy wrapped her arms around her lover's back, loving the way he would work on her nipples by turn until the soft rosy stars had reddened and hardened with desire. It was hard to tell how much Gerald knew about sex, but so far he was doing just fine, giving her not a thing in the world to complain about.Soon Gerald grew more bold, undoing the girl's pants and slipping his hand under the waistband. To his surprise, Judy wasn't wearing panties. He could feel her soft dark pubic hair, which.