By this time the young gentleman had changed her posture from lying breadth to length-wise on the couch: but her thighs were still spread, and the mar... lay fair for him, who now kneeling between them, display'd to us a side-view of that fierce erect machine of his, which threaten'd no less than splitting the tender victim, who lay smiling at the uplifted stroke, nor seem'd to decline it. He looked upon his weapon himself with some pleasure, and guiding it with his hand to the inviting slit,. I nodded that I was willing and she grabbed it and switched it on then rubbed it over my cock and balls before guiding the tip to my arsehole."Again I stopped for beer, as my mouth was quite dry. Kenny also gulped beer from his can and once again I noticed his cock. I knew he was supposed to be quite big down there and I was half interested to see if I could see how big. He caught me looking and I quickly covered myself by drinking another mouthful of beer and continuing."The probe was hard. “You off to somewhere” I asked and she shook her head. “I am just comfortable in these clothes” Ellen said as she was reading the Cosmopolitan. I lay down on the couch opposite her and took the closest book and started reading in it. Unfortunately for me it was the FHM magazine and they were busy talking about sex and various spaces and places you can do it in. I started reading the stories and I felt the too familiar stirring in my pants. I tried moving the magazine down to cover myself but. How truly wonderful this black couple was at sex and what they were doing to my body I screamed out words that I am still shocked I said, “Oh my God!!! Interracial sex is the best!” “Is fucking black people better than fucking white people?” Treva asked knowingly of what my answer would be.“YES…yes!!! Sex with black people is so much better than with white people!!” I screamed as a wave of incredible physical pleasure completely overwhelmed me and I felt my eyes roll back in my head. The next.