Whenever you look back and say, "I wish I could change that, or I wish that never happened," you are wishing for a 'Do over'. This 'do over' is about ...y own black experience.It goes back to the 1960's when I was a young man in my twenty's. I was in the insurance business and was just trying to get ahead. Everyone said I had a gift for gab. Anyway, I was married and had two beautiful daughters and a wonderful wife. (She was beautiful also). I was one of the top notch salesmen in our office. Word. He told me to come over and sit on the couch next to him, and of course I jumped at the invitation. He told me to stand in front of him and turn around slowly, and he told me what a nice ass I had, and felt it up. My cock started tingling. I sat down next to him, and our host put in a VHS porn tape (this WAS the early '80's) Of course, it was a gay flick, and it was about black guys and white sissies. They weren't trannies or CD's, but they were sissies. As the movie progressed, Walter started. Only the fact she couldn't feel it through her winter coat kept Nona from reacting."I am sorry if I offended! You all dress the same, except the one who leads!"Nona shook her head, clearing it."Sorry. I'm not offended. It ... we are far from home, and tired. We don't want to be here." She took a deep breath. "Yes, I'm female. Almost adult. We have to dress this way at work. Human females tend to have long hair on their heads, and breasts like yours." Daium nodded in understanding. Nona looked. Even though her pussy was spread wide open, her slit was still tightly closed, except for a faint crack of an opening. Beside the sofa was a small lamp, the light was hitting the juices that covered her inner lips. I couldn't believe how small her slit was! How could her pussy ever accept a cock? I was absolutely mesmerised and I bravely knelt closer with my face barely six inches away. I could now smell a faint musky odor that drew me ever closer. I wanted so badly to move my tongue on her wet.