......the longer we were doing that, the more I wanted to see it,,,,, and then I felt Rachel's hand rubbing my ass..........she lifted up my skirt a l...ttle, really subtle, so Bruce didn't notice. She was rubbing me through my panties, first on my butt cheeks, and then she slid her hand down around my puss. I opened my legs a little so she could touch me........... I was starting to wiggle a little from that. Bruce looked over and now he did notice. He put his hand on my ass too. Rachel was. The facts that his ebony member haddone so and that he was giving it to a white man-bitch up the ass wasextremely exciting. His prick was longer, thicker, and harder than ithad been in years. In fucking white women, he'd gotten used todominating the inferior race, but, now, in pounding a bitch that was"half and half" (half male and half female, as he thought of transwomen),the novelty had renewed the sense of empowerment that fucking a honkyslut had originally given him, and he felt every. There, now I’ll lean forward to grab a slice from the box. How’s that?’ ‘Holy shit!’ Her boobs nearly tumbled out of her shirt, and her right nipple seemed to be winking at me. Fortunately I was wearing old shorts, because the slice of pizza I was holding fell from my hand and landed upside down on my lap. ‘You trying to give me a heart attack?’ ‘Oh, I’m sorry. That sauce will make a mess of your pants. Let me help.’ She grabbed up a paper towel and leaned over to wipe the tomato sauce off my. This is my first story, so do be lenient. Thanks!
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