I believe he told you we met at the Memorial Stadium. We found him very attractive, and he talked intelligently, but our boyfriends interfered and we ...ouldn’t resume it. Truth be told, we would like to have a second chance.’ Then suddenly the walls of restraint broke down, and she blurted out like she had an attack of fever, ‘Fuck, Kate, is anal sex really as great as we hear it through your bedroom wall? You know it is connected to our living room. This house is fairly soundproof but not for. She was never attracted to black men but somehow she enjoyed the moment of being wanted by black males.It was then that a 6'5'black male enticed her to dance. He had gold bracelets and a Rolex on his wrist. She responded to his advance and they danced. She was enamored by his tall black body and begin to enjoy his arms around her.After a few drinks and some weed ... she became weak in her knees and held onto him for support.It did not take long for him to ask her to go in his limo and she. He didn't know this woman, or why she was talking to him. "I feed on your hatred. It makes me strong." She said, in a seductive manner. "So I want to give you something in return. You see, we can work symbiotically. I fuel your hatred, and your hatred fuels me."John finally found the ability to talk, "What... what do you mean?" He asked."I can give you the power to act on your hatred. You can take revenge on those you feel so strongly about." What does that mean?" He asked, but it was too late.. Im not that ignorant, she answered, laughing a little bit as she did. Fay started off slow, but began to pick up speed, bobbing up and down on my cock while rubbing her clitoris with one hand and balancing herself with the other. H-how long do you usually last, she asked, a little out of breath from all of her work. Four minutes….usually…, I said, a little embarrassed. Fay just smiled her angelic smile and kept going up and down on my dick, her tight B-cup tits bouncing up and down in the air.