I placed my hands on her shoulders, and she looked at me like the devil himself, and said, “Take your fucking hands off me boy.”I was so fuckin sc...red, my hands dropped off her. She continued, “There are some rules,” she closed her eyes for a couple of seconds and then opened them wide and continued, “Okay… just one rule black boy. You can cum in my mouth, I’ll swallow. You can cum in my pussy, that’s fine. You can spray my whole body with your cum, I’ll massage it in. BUT… Stay away from my. Sex was her other religion. She plunged into it as fervently as church. I only learned about it later when her prayer meetings and all night study sessions were not what they seemed to be.I was doing the pussy polka with my boyfriend, Sidney, second semester college year. We were really into it going, three inches in, three inches back, five inches in, five inches back, seven inches in, never come out, stroke, stroke, stroke. Just as the music was about to climax, Spud walked in the bedroom. Since I knew that she didn’t have a lot of experience I didn’t want to go too fast and scare her off. I hooked my finger in her pussy and moved it back and forth. I could feel her breathing rapidly as I fucked her with my finger. I only used one finger because I could tell that her relatively unused pussy hasn’t had many things in it. I used the palm of my hand to keep pressure on her mound and her little clit just to make her crazy. It’s just like a young girl not to know to reciprocate (at. .. it was what we wanted... more than anything.” A huge bout of racking sobs echoed through the house, “And Marcie ... got in ... and I didn’t ... all because ... I had to get ... my car fixed and went to the dentist on Friday.”I looked at Pam and sort of shrugged. Pam looked at me. We both knew how we wanted to play this. Trish was nearby. She drew a circle in the air, and mimed picking up Lisa and putting her in the circle. Mike was nearby, and he nodded enthusiastically.A male voice over my.