“Do you really mean it?” she added.“Yeah of course,” replied Alan, glad that if nothing else, getting caned for something he hadn’t done had...at least given him the courage to ask Angie out. Alan stood and looked at Angie, with a pretty face framed by long, dark hair which flowed over her shoulders, small pert breasts and a delightfully round bottom she really was an attractive girl and before his obsession with Mrs Harwood, Angie had often featured in his fantasies. “You can come back to mine. His hand traveled up my leg until hisfingers were on my mound. "No panties? You really are a little slut aren't you?" I squirmed as hardas I could and begged him to stop. "Oh yeah, keep rubbing against my cock. That feels good."My latex covered ass was pressed into his crotch. Each time I tried to wriggle free, my pantilessass rubbed into his cock. His entire palm rubbed over my pussy. Finally I felt him split mylips with two fingers. I screamed loudly and tried to jump up off of him. When. My wife didn't react well at all. I never knew she had such intense racial prejudices. When we were alone, she explained her reasons. "She's too young ! She's a minor ! What happens if he kisses her !?" I replied:" If they kiss, they kiss, what's the problem, it's just kissing !" -- No it's not ! It's not just kissing. Don't you know what happens when a black man kisses a woman with those thick full lips ??? She wont be able to resist.--What ?-- Yes ! Don't be naive! You know about black men!. She smiled to herself as she decided she could play at that game too."Yes Mark. Mummy's pussy....mummy's hairy pussy is so wet because of you! Tell me how much you want mummy's pussy?"Mark bit down on his lip. Such was his arousal he had to fight to keep his eyes open, not wanting to miss what was on show."I want it bad!" he moaned. "It makes me want to shoot my cum across the room. I want to cum!!! I’ve got to cum!! Ohhh Fuck!! Fuck!!!.......Oh God!" he growled as he realised he was so so.