It was important. The library was very important… I grabbed the thumb drive and walked out, leaving the book behind. Maybe the blackouts would stop ...f I got away from it. +++ Libraries are surreal places. All those printed books. Why? The internet knows everything, and any e-book reader can hold a thousand books in a space thinner than one single printed one. A vast collection of printed material, and no way to search it? Why bother? I know there are people who love the feel of pages, the smell. So, even with all the Civil Rights legislation that was passed, racism merely went underground for a great many Southerners we knew and lived among. When we decided to get married, it was actually Rick's idea (at first) that to do something really revolutionary, and radical about racism, and as Southerners especially, that deciding to have interracial c***dren, instead of them being white, would be both unmistakably visible, and undeniable, to the rest of our Southern citizens. But having a. I watch the boy watching me as I pass by. His lips move but I can't hear what he says. He slips from my mind in a blur of slamming rythm and I find myself standing at a bar. It is bright orange, glowing like an amber river. My hands are placed on it and I am staring at the pulsing mouth of the woman on the other side. She is speaking to me, leaning forward. Her lips change from ruby red to dark blue and back as the lights flicker crazily about us. I nod slowly, closing my eyes as I do. When I. It was such a pleasure to me hearing her groans of pleasure.watching a cock twice as thick as mine and a few inches longer inside my wife.I moved around and as she caught site of me I shot my load all over the floor. Wow I couldn’t stop it I was so turned on by her face. As I usually can only come once I sat beside them whilst they carried on fucking. She held out her hand to me and it took hold of her as she was still being pounded by my friend. I could tell now that she was not as happy as I.