I don't want to have to arrest..." And as you said that you knew that you had gone too far."What the fuck did you say fool!" The black thugs then turn...d their attention to you, and you knew that you had made a horrible mistake."I'm sorry... I didn't mean to suggest..." You tried to apologize."You damn right you're going to be sorry, you mutha fucka!" Another one of the thugs then hit you in the gut."Yo niggas, throw this white boy in the backseat!" The black thug that seemed to be in charge. She squealed with pleasure as I brought her to climax after climax, and her body was getting hotter. She was like an oven; but didn’t seem to show any signs of cooling off.“Cum, Rick,” she said. “I want it on me, now!”I sped up my pace so within a minute I was ready to cum. I pulled out, and laid my hard cock on her stomach again. I came; but not as much as last time. Amy pulled the last of my cum out, and spread it across her stomach again. She sighed happily, and leaned up kissing me.“You. I’ll wear it for you, just this one time.”He had a huge smile on his face as he headed off to get dressed. I unhooked my bra and put it back in the drawer. I wouldn’t need that tonight. I slipped on a pair of black panties to match the color of the dress. I didn’t want them to show through. All that was left was my heels, and I was all ready for dinner.I stood up and looked at myself in the mirror.“Wow," I thought to myself. This dress shows a lot of skin.”I tried pulling it together in front,. ”“It was really nice, Anthony, and I enjoyed it.”“Good. I’m going to go into the bathroom and get dressed, okay?”“Okay, I had better get going too. I don’t want to be late for dinner or have your parents catch me here when they get off work.”A slight smile split his lips. “Yeah, we don’t need that.” He turned and walked out the door into the bathroom.While I was getting my clothes on, I looked down at the bed and noticed a spot of blood on the towel I had been lying on. I had just finished.