“Mrs. Archer!” Cherry groaned, her body squirming.I fell to my knees beside my mom. I leaned in closer, breathing in Cherry’s fresh musk. It was...such an exotic taste. Mom lifted her face, her lips shiny with Cherry’s passion. She gave me an encouraging smile.No guy had ever fucked this pussy. It was pure.I brought my face into Cherry’s shaved snatch. I inhaled her musk. She let out a quivering moan as I came closer and closer to her slit, my mom still holding it open. I nuzzled against her. ..ask them if their girlfriends were 'better' at sucking cock than I was. Number Five:BIG black cocks! Though I've only had three black cocks to suck, in some ways they were, somehow, the best. It was probably because of the long history of white racism, but for me, sucking a black guys cock just seemed the right thing to do; the fitting, proper way to 'atone' for my white ancestors racial crimes. But, beyond that, I just loved sucking their cocks (any cocks, but black just seemed. Surely, it didn’t last a good impression. - Does the wet stain on your underwear really mean you need to pee? - headmistress coldly remarked. Olivia felt her heart sink, chill shiver going down her spine, her cheeks burning. Panic made her dizzy. She locked her gaze on her shoes, wanting to dissapear and preferably to be reborn. The woman snickered. - I’m not letting you go with your bullshit excuse just because you cannot take your punishemnt properly. Olivia stayed silent. Could it get any. He still could not move at all. And the room seemed to be changing. It was gettingbigger, and bigger. Or was he shrinking? He fell to the floor, and Victoria put her foot down on him. He started up into her crotch, whichseemed to be moving further and further away as he shrank. Her stiletto heels dug into him, as she ground her foot back and forth. She was toweringover him, stepping on him, to show him just how low he was now. He felt strange sensations all over. He could no longer feel his.