I clear the first three floors easily. As I am booking it across the second floor, I recognize a tell-tale squeal from the floor below. Was that…? N.... It can’t be. I slowly descend the stairs and then quietly sit down. Leaning forward, I see her blond hair and petite body. But, there are hands moving down her body to grip her ass. Nice, manly hands I might add with veins popping out of the forearms. What do we have here? I wonder to myself. “Mmmm, I’m so glad I have another key to this place,”. That in itself was an improvement as she looked horrified about mastarbating years before. I believe that is where the friend helped out. She began to crave more and more sex and masturbated at least once a day. She especially liked getting off to stories of interracial sex. At first, she would try to hide what she was reading, but finally admitted that she her biggest fantasy was to have sex with a black man. She had a worried look on her face when she told me, but I think she was pleasantly. I looked up with cum hanging in my hair lol and winked at him.He pulled his pants on and gave me some bottled water.My pussy was soaking wet throbbing with cum dripping out. Im on the edge of this bed rubbing my pussy saying wheres my panties? No answer.I was wiping tears out of the corners of my eyes it was so intense.I smiled at him and said that is the biggest cock I have ever seen, he smiled at me and winked.Robert stands up and Mike leans over holds the wheel and switches driving. Robert. "Are you getting hard?" she asked."Getting there," I admitted."I want to feel," Ashley whispered.I shifted position slightly so that she had access to my growing cock. The hand on my shoulder slipped down to my waist, and finally came to rest on my phallus. I could feel her fingers wrap around it and stroke it gently."You're getting there, aren't you?" I asked her. "You're starting to want it." The whore in me is coming out," she said softly."You're not a whore, Ashley. You're a beautiful,.