I was very encouraged by our hot make-out session. Darshelle was my first African-American girl, and her plump purple lips were much more than a new e...perience. They were a wild, ecstatic turn-on. On our second date, she allowed me to fondle her ample bronze breasts. We were making out furiously on our third date. I seemed to making serious progress. I was stroking the inside of her massive thigh when she said, "Baby kiss me down there." Well, she didn't need to twist my arm. I got down there. He showed me a picture of her. It was only head and shoulders, but she had long blonde hair and high cheekbones and a very full mouth and, anyway, Jacko quickly filled me in with graphic descriptions of her large breasts, with long, suckable nipples, and her 'cute little ass'. He even described how she had flappy lips on her vagina, and trimmed her pubic hair in the shape of a heart.He was doing this as we changed for bed and when he pulled his jeans off, it was obvious that he had given. I looked to my right and saw Sarah. She was lying on her side facing the wall. My cock grew hard so quickly it shocked me. I looked at her hair, and ran my fingers through it, it felt so soft, all I could think about was how we made love. My dick was fully erect, I couldn’t help but stroke it. I started to pull on it hard, feeling my veins pulse hard against my hand. I felt my nipples grow hard, I felt like I was going to scream out in desire and desperation. I started to think about the. . I would then have you put on a pair of high heels and put make up on you... and then make you parade up and down the stairs for me. Watching you be so careful not to trip, legs shaking, and your dick poking out of the top of your pretty, pink thong. I might, after letting you parade around, let you have another beer, however, the only way you'd be allowed to drink it, would be to get down on you knees, whore, and deep throat the bottle from my crotch. You would have to show me how well you go.