The black woman cried out pain. But it was no good. The white boy's hard cock wasn't going in the negro woman's anus."Shit, I can't get it in," he com...lained."Jesus, Shawn," said Katlin, exasperated. "Stick in her cunt. I bet it's sopping. Get your dick wet first then shove it up her ass!" Good idea," said the white boy, slipping his cock into Teresa's sloppy wet pussy. "Damn! She is soaking!"Teresa felt no pleasure at the feel of Shawn's cock inside her as the white boy used her vagina to. We made small talk and she was one of the pretty ones. Red hair, pale skin freckles, light green eyes. She was a goody two shoes who was experiencing her first time getting in trouble and was shy. She had a little weight on her but it made her tits bigger and gave her that bounce, wiggle, and shake that never hurts a girl. At the time we were all wearing the work uniform a dark blue loose fitting coveralls that took everything away from what a woman's body had to offer. We both had ED that next. Men my age seem to lose some of that. They slow down and get comfortable and predictable and they don’t want to fuck as much. Some older guys say they do, and that they are just as energetic. I wouldn’t know. I’ve never been with a man over 32. For real. I just don’t get all hot and sweaty with a guy my age. Don’t know why, I just don’t. I don’t have father issues. I have a great dad. He’s all daddy-like. Big, and manly. Good provider, stable, dependable and all. Sooo, (weirdness) let’s get off. Sheeba, Cherry and I boarded the bus from College that would take us home.The house was in the interior of a village and we had a maid who departs by evening. Sheeba and Cherry were laughing and giggling when I gyrated the key and opened the door. They said that they would like to have a bath. So I showed them the guestroom. Cherry went in first with the thought that she can leave us to privacy.Sheeba rushed into my arms; we hugged each other wildly; Sheeba caressed her lips on mine; I crushed.