"I know the rules... but I need you to look me in the eyes. Why did you all but just start a war with the whites?"I exhaled a breath slowly as Stump d...ew his cock out to it's head, then slowly pushed back into me. It make it hard to concentrate. "Because I wanted them to see, master, needed them to see being black owned is MY choice. I wasn't forced into it. I only spread my legs for black men. I needed them to know that I believe in black supremacy."I pushed back against Stump, needing him to. I swear I could feel him somewhere in behind my stomach, as he moved, by now my legs were drawn back until my knees were almost at my shoulders and my heels were nudging his buttocks, forcing him inside me with more urgency.Men don't realise how a girl will react when something like their cock goes in deep, we say 'No', when the pleasure signals say 'Oh my God, yes', ever fuck a woman and feel her heels spur you on, in deeper, and harder.Our instincts tell us to be feminine, be innocent, but. "Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! OHHHHHH!" Erica came, her moans were very high pitched, and her tiny feet were flailing in the air helplessly behind his thrusting ass. He was jack hammering in and out of her while she came hard. He lost it, sliding his entire penis deep into her vagina. His cock spasmed and a thick stream of his seed fired into her womb. He moaned, shooting another load of cum inside the helpless girl as her orgasm continued. He could not stop his dick from twitching inside this. About six months into our relationship I had talked her into making a few sex tapes. It hadn’t been all that hard, she enjoyed trying new things and it was a first for her. We had made ten tapes together, and there were two more I had made without letting her know. And the best part was I had all of them. I made it into my car and was heading home before she called. ?Please Ben; don’t do anything with those tapes. Please,? her begging sounded so sweet on the phone. I almost let her.