This was the first sound she’d made since the movie began.It was so exciting watching another guy playing with her nipple. I decided to slide my han... all the way up her skirt to her panties, but to my surprise I found she was wearing none. I started lightly stroking her pussy in the groove between her leg and outer pussy lips…up one side and then down the other. I then separated her lips to tug on her pink, rose petal-like inner lips. As soon as I touched them, I knew how turned on she was.. I hated my father's thinking.With a month to go in my senior year of high school, my fantasies of being with a black hunk changed a little. It changed when I noticed that half of those white girls hanging around the 3 black boys were 5 or 6 months pregnant at the same time. I fantasized about how angry my father would be if I brought home the darkest baby possible. It was sort of a revenge type of fantasy, but just one I kept to myself.I guess at the time I had no "real" intentions of dating a. “Oh you liked that, I bet I will get a lot of replies wishing they were here. I suppose I could show you that.. Just don’t get handsy.” She said as she removed her shirt and dropped it onto the manager’s desk. “I saw your name tag, but I don’t want to use names if that’s ok. Part of the fun of doing this is not knowing who I am with as long as they’re clean.” I nodded. “Uh yeah, I’m clean. My name tag.” I hadn’t thought about that before but if she wanted to be a stranger I could play. "Kurt, what are you doing here?" I demanded, as I approached him on the other side of the shell."Celeste, is that you? I can't see you, sweetie," he shouted, and lowered the piece of metal that he was using to beat on the shell."Of course, it's me. Who were you expecting?" I asked before adding, "How did you find me?" You know me. I've always been good at finding things, it's a talent I have," he replied, but hadn't answered my question."I can't see you," he said next. "All I can see is a.