"Yellow Z, right?" I choked back a moan and sat until my prick had calmed, still fat but not hard.She turned, waved and smiled. My cock trembled. I wa... going to get the best, the very best. I could hardly wait. I hurried to the boys' room.I was getting plenty; that wasn't the problem, but this was prime pussy, and it might be cherry too. So I went to my history class and then ducked out and there she was unlocking her hot little car. I imagined her bare. I stepped up behind her and captured her. They get upset if a girl gets raped – they blame her… So to do something soooo disgusting, by choice, and to have fun doing it, and to flaunt it infront of the whole country… That’s just a kick in the teeth.” She smiles again, looking over to Alex for moral support, getting it, and giving us another little smile.We cut to brief, behind the scenes type shot of the little Pakistani sexpot face-to-face, with her tall African boyfriend – her chest against his belly, her head angled up looking. I was only lightly asleep at the time I heard a woman scream in terror. I woke up instantly and looked around for the cause of her fright.Two strangers had crept into our bedroom, and I had been alerted by one of the attending slave women. Her scream was probably what saved my life. The screaming slave was under attack by one of the intruders, but the other was coming toward me with a mean-looking knife raised and ready to plunge into my very tender body.Fortunately, I was between Atrina and. Overflowing with her juices…with a rhythm I started moving forward with my strokes and she also was with me.. Her moans were subdued because of kissing. I could feel a sense of fullness on her face. And deep pleasure…I increased my speed and was ramming her pussy hard….our moves were coordinating well with the speed of train…I kept on pumping her love hole for good 15-20 minutes. Relaxing in between…panting. She was also rubbing my back. My arms and shoulders in between…simultaneously I was.