”He reveled in the heat and tightness of her virgin asshole. Her moans of pleasure told him that she was enjoying the experience. I began moving my ...ss toward his invading finger, my whole body revved into high gear. He then slid his tongue inside my asshole and began to fuck it.I grabbed the sheets, and shrieked, "Oh daddy, oh my god, Daddy!”I reached back and pulled my ass cheeks wider making it easy for him to tantalize my ass. All of the sudden I started cumming hard, squirting my cum all. She rolled over to look at me, idly running a hand over my lower back.“What are you doing?” I asked.“Just touching you,” she replied, softly, then, “Why did you call me silverheart?”I reached over and tugged a lock of her hair where she could see it. “Your hair is so beautiful,” I said quietly, “I half expected it to melt when I touched it, like ice.”She giggled. “I’m not that cold.”“No, you’re very warm,” I said, reaching up to stroke her cheek, “Just a passing thought. I don’t have to called. That really shocked her. She looked at me like I was crazy. I just flat out asked Karma if she had a problem with black people. She replied “No, god no. One of my ex-girlfriends were black.” I asked her then why she had a problem with me bringing home 2 black guys. She said “Doesn’t their size her you?” I explained to her that it didn’t hurt at all and it was very pleasurable and I told her that not all black guys are huge but in general black guys are bigger than white guys. I also explained. As I manoeuvred my way into a position where he would be able to see me, I felt overwhelmed by the excitement of what was now inevitable. My whole body tingled and a warmth flooded through my blood, making me grab hold of the person next to me so as not to fall over. The song had finished and as he launched into the next, an acoustic rendition of "Sex on Fire" (oh shit!!), the burning in my thighs rushed up and pulsated on my mound. I was practically fucking panting, my mouth open and my hands.