Danielle looked torn between anger and fear. She was the only redhead in the group and for Halloween, she had chosen to dress as a boxer – of sorts....“I saw her face, Red. It was Jordan, no doubt.”Linda stepped closer to me. She reached out to touch me, but then pulled her hand back. Physical contact would cause an emotional reaction driven by the Magical bond between us. Part of the reaction was lust, but there was also bliss, and neither was welcome at the moment. “You saw Francine? Did she. Sure, she didn’t have blue eyes or blonde hair but she acted white, she spoke perfectly like a white girl and she liked white girl music and danced like a white girl and she always looked at white boys as potential sexual mates rather than the silly black boys with their disgusting ways about treating a girl like a piece of meat.When she dropped her drawers for Jimmy in the deserted doorway after the picture show, she knew his white dick was exactly what she wanted inside her and not some. As she was licking my cock, I did feel the urge to give the same to her, we did talk about sex a lot and talked about fucking in different poses, 69 was our mutual interest as, she turned out being a cock lover and me an ass and a pussy man, I climbed up and made her lie down, and went in to her petticoat, this was reminding me of the dream with my mom, doing the same, my lust increased now and I was kissing and licking both her thighs, I then slid down her panties to get access to her pussy.It. Instead, I was hauled up from the ground to stand before him. Releasing my hair, his hands grabbed the pockets of my jeans and pulled down hard. I fumbled with the button and freeing it, the denim was shoved down my legs. His hands cupped and squeezed my ass, pulled me close. I stumbled in the shackles of my jeans about my ankles, and fell forward against his mouth. Teeth grazed my mound as my hands found his hair again. I ground against his mouth, hips jerking. “Oh! Fuck!” His teeth took hold.