I sniffed at her knickers. I fantasised about pulling these knickers to one side as I furiously shafted my cock inside her. I wanted to cum in these k...ickers, whether she was in them or not.I walked into the bathroom, still with cock in hand, her knickers and her photo frame.My eyes are closed. My hand moves faster and faster. My nuts begin to swell and tighten. Pre-cum drips out the end of my cock, as I knead and twist it. I'm picturing her, I'm biting and licking my lips as the feeling gets. ” Time for another break — this time for lunch!Mom made us some PB&J sandwiches, along with cold milk to wash it down. When we were through with lunch, Claire called home.Her mother answered — they talked for a while and Claire asked if she could stay another hour or so, because we were making so much progress and we didn’t want to stop.Annie got on the phone with Sarah and told her that it was really amazing how easily Claire and I have been learning these seemingly difficult dance steps. She. Gathering my thoughts I looked around for signs of life. Off in the distance I saw lights and started walking. After about 20 minutes I found a bar at the edge of the warehouse district. It looked a little seedy and run down but I needed a phone so I went in.Entering the bar I became really nervous all the customers were black and I was a white female. I walked up to the bar and waited for the bartender. The customers started with whistles and cat calls as I waited. A young black man walked up. Natasha looked about 5’4 tall and was slim and toned and I would guess there wasn’t an ounce of fat on her body and with the leotard being tight and high waisted I imagined her breasts to be about 32a at best but what was striking was the tightness of the leotard between her toned legs as it clearly showed a sweet cameltoe and although a slight bulge on her pubic bone I would say she didn’t have too much hair.I opened up the head and shoulders picture and was astounded at Natasha’s beauty, her.