This wasn't a 'lifestyle' - this was a change of life. No going back. I even adopted a new name, "Pepper." I had that tattooed on my left back shoulde.... The problem was, there were almost no black men where I lived and I needed to be around them. Where to find them? Then it hit me. Prison. I quick search found that Detroit had the highest black population in the country. On weekends I began to take flights there to scout out locations, get what supplies I needed and set this up. For my plan,. I greet you with a kiss and we shut the door. As it's closed I shove you against the wall and kiss you hard. I grab your wrists and bring them together above your head and hold them against the wall with one hand. With the other I cup your tits, squeezing as I kiss you. My hand moves down your body and rubs your pussy through your sexy panties. You thrust your hips forward into my hand and squirm on the wall. My tongue probes your mouth, as my finger rubs harder on your pussy. I release your. That's..." His heart beat like a big bass drum as he watched her slowly pull her panties down her legs. She'd gone well past her plan to simply cheer him up, and she was making a sexy show out of it. The way the soaked fabric clung to her crotch before finally pulling away and hanging heavily with her juices as she slid them down her thighs was simply mesmerizing.She was stripping and generally sexing things up as much for herself as for him, because she was so horny at the moment, she barely. Her fingers gripped my cock tightly and she squeezed the shaft of my dick very tightly. Then I realized what she wanted.A tiny bead of my cum appeared at my piss hole. She further squeezed my cock, making the drop of precum a little bigger in size.Still looking into my eyes, she smiled at me. "I've never sucked a cock." Her voice was hoarse with excitement. "Sandeep never let me do this. But I always wanted to do it."I didn't know what to say. I thought about my brother-in-law. He must be a.