"Stop fishing for compliments. You know that you have a magnificent ass,spectacular breasts and stunning legs. Let's have the next outfit." What, you ...on't like my arms?"He laughs. "Next outfit please."This time, it's the red wrap sweater, black mini skirt with black pumps.I walk back and forth in front of him a couple of times before thetwirl. He applauds. I walk back to my bedroom, swinging the hips. Ichange back into the white button front hoodie and denim skirt. After Ifinish the twirl in. When Saturday came, Marci was preparing herself for the date when Jamal arrived. Unlike when he asked her out, Jamal was dressed in his best ghetto thug look. He looked like he could be selling drugs on the street corner.When he saw Marci’s father he said “Yo, man. I’m here to take your daughter on a date.”When her father saw Jamal and how he was dressed he exploded. There was no way he would allow his daughter to leave with this nigger. He clearly was going to rape her. “Get the fuck out of. I then sucked her lovely tits and then she wanted to get it doggie style…. We turned and Frank then buried his wet glistening cock in Dana’s wet wet hot pussy this was so wonderful to see and be a part of… Dana came again and squirted again and again – she soon collapsed with the wonderful glazed look of satisfaction on her face… She looked at Frank and winked and wanted him to rest- and as she left she asked me to keep Frank ready for round 2. Frank grinned and so did I but I immediately. However it wasn't long before some of the other boys were bragging about my treasure trove of smut. I quickly decided to liquidate my prized cache before it was pilfered.I cut up the magazines and glued the pictures into folders. I organized each folder: blonds, brunettes, redheads, boobs, butts, pussy close ups. I charged $1 for each folder, which happened to be the amount each boy had for lunch money. I made around $200 dollars for my effort. It wasn't long before the folders began to show up.