Her body shook as he pounded her waist against the top of the tub. She wept in pain as her clit was crushed against porcelain bathtub. She wailed her ...addy's name and mother's name hoping they would rescue her.The black men were yelling at her. They called her all kinds of names. They called her Cracker Bitch. White Cunt. Cracker Whore. Tramp. They slapped her on her face. They slapped the back of her head. Play slapped her breast. She jerked and squirmed, trying to break free from the black. I went bright red and she must have noticed because she started laughing. She then asked me if I had driven anyone else famous and I informed her she was the first famous person I had ever met. She laughed and said she was not really famous and to treat her like just a normal person. She then asked what blokes thought of her in England. I couldn’t lie and said she was easily the hottest babe and that she always appeared in the top ten in mens magazines like FHM and Loaded. She smiled and asked. Jill always liked hugs and kisses from me and she always brushed next to me if she past me, that evening she had helpted me get changed for bed she undressed me i was bit embarrassed she smiled and told me not to worry shed seen it all before and kissed me again and huged me, we sat down to watch tv she had her arm round me we was talking what about i dont know but all of a sudden the tv went funny and died she got up to check it as she did she bent over i could see her vpl through her skirt. The first thing I saw was a bunch of Playboy and Penthouse magazines. I rifled through them quickly to get a broad overview. Wow, these women were just all so beautiful, and really built. But not much for getting wisdom from. Most of the centerfold models had a brief biography mentioning the things that turned them on. Very few academic articles on sex with boys for me to absorb. I wanted Boys! I wanted SEX! I wanted to see a penis in a vagina! The hours passed by all too quickly. Playboy.