I watched her breasts move under the fabric, her dark nipples visible through the weave of the knit, and I felt something stir inside of me. My old lu...t, my male lust. Something remained of that at least. But where was my penis? What was I feeling? I pushed the women away and sat up, the bl**d rushing to my head. I felt desperately at my crotch, looking for some vestige of my maleness. The women fluttered around me, giggling at my desperation. I shouted obscenities, and my voice was strange and. Just where in the hell was I!? Fantasy land!?Jesset lapped up the mixture of cum from Sera’s privates and through moans Sera lifted a finger to me and motioned me over to them. “I want you to put your weapon of a cock into Jesset’s little fucking cunt. You can do that for me now, can’t you?” My cock went rock hard. I would do anything Sera asked me to at this point. Fuck going home! I was fine being with her forever. I felt as though I was under a spell yet I had no desire to ever be free from. I told her, and she asked for more details, and I told her all the details for an hour, since it was wonderful having a willing audience I could tell those secrets to, and she finally just said, ‘You know, you should find yourself a nice black girl in the future, stick with your own kind.’ We laughed and she smiled at me and said, ‘You know, once you go black...’ “This was a joke we always made about one of our acquaintances, who’d always say that to white girls at parties. Of course, it was. Pauline blushed and said nothing; "Is he demanding money?" her father asked. She shook her head; "Demanding sex then?" asked her father. Pauline slowly nodded; "the bastard he needs to be taught a lesson!" snapped Arthur."Yes but how?" enquired Pauline.Suddenly Arthur slapped his thigh and said, "leave it to me; I have a couple of buddies who owe me a favour and they will be happy to sort him out!" Oh promise me you won't hurt him! After all I would not like to think of him being harmed because.