“Not too long Mister.” She replied.“Did you have any trouble?” he asked.“No Mister, no trouble.” she said meekly.“Good. I think I have e...erything we’ll need; OK stand up. We’ll get into the tent now for some of that live action you’ve been so desperate for.”She got shakily to her feet, he placed a hand on her arm to help her. She felt a duffel bag or backpack bump her leg as she turned.He let go her arm and she heard the sound of the zipper of the tent being raised. “OK crawl in.” he. I reached out to touch it and realized that it was male sperm. She lifted it upwards towards my mouth and held it above me and the cum was running out of her so I opened my mouth.There was so much that I couldn’t swallow quickly enough and I started to choke. I awoke with a start to find a stretched pussy was directly above me the same as in my dream. Sue had returned. She had obviously been fucked several times because big clunks of cum were falling from her wide open hole onto me.“Lick me. I said “a little, not a lot.”, she was a little angry and asked me why don’t I find her attractive?, I said because we are friends and don’t see her that way.She further asked me “Why don’t you see me that way?”, I said, “let’s not go that way”. Later she said she forgot her moisturizer in the washroom, so I took it and gave it to her while hiding behind the door. She pushed the door and came inside the bathroom, I was naked and she started checking me out from bottom to top. I tried to grab my. She could not let this moment pass."I love your hair," she said softly, after a decent interval. "I keep looking at it every morning. It's so... unusual."By this she meant that most black women did not have such long or soft or flowing hair, and not this rich brown color either. She knew that the girl understood exactly what she was saying, but now she could not help but feel self-conscious, as if she had strayed over the line and said something mildly racist or at least too familiar. But.