She tasted like alcohol and was making me even harder. We kissed passionately for a few minutes our tongues exploring every piece of the others mouth ...hen she took one of my hands and moved it to her pussy. Even through her jeans it was hot and just a little moist, I rubbed a little and she pulled away from my mouth moaning a little as she pulled her shirt off. She was wearing a zebra striped bra that pushed her tits up just enough, seeing them like that made my dick twinge on her ass and she. And we slow down for a moment...I slide further down your legs, just above your knees...you watch with your head propped up on a pillow as I start to touch the fabric of your underwear.....I caress your upper thighs, moving slowly toward the crux of your legs...I feel the outline of your cock there, and it stiffens under my touch...as i feel the contours of it, it grows fully rigid and strains against the confines of your shorts...I forcefully grab the waistband of them and lower them down your. Anna was in control, but it shouldn't take much longer or she would break down.After seconds that seemed to last hours, the man finally no longer made a sound and Anna released the waistband."I just hope I didn't kill him..." She thought by herself.These black men were merely walk-ons, doing their duty and nothing more. It was in the first place the evil pasha who she hated and feared so much. It was Rashid who had driven her to these extremes, who had let her feel that she was no longer safe.. Then they placed their miniskirts and cheerleader tops on various shelves in the garage. Emma opened the garage door as we all prepared to head back outside. “Have a safe drive home,” Emma told me, as she gave me a big hug. “I will,” I replied. “Good luck, Emma. I hope that you all raise the money that you need.” With a smile on my face, I climbed into my vehicle, put the van in reverse, wheeled around, and took off into the night. The cheerleaders waved at me as I left the parking lot and.