Her lips tasted like champagne, a taste I didn't necessarily love, but too wasted to care I swirled my tongue around hers and enjoyed it. Then she bro...e the kiss and moved down, down, down, pulling my purple thong off and opening my legs like a portal, she went straight to it and licked around, I moaned, enjoying the first sensation as it grew, she went back up and kissed me again, sliding her hand down to my pussy and pushing a finger up. As we continued this, Kara was pleasuring herself, and. . it's the only thing I'm good for. It's everything I need... your strong, black baby in my willing, white womb. B-black is better!"Her new Nubian god was more b**st than man at the moment. Snarling, growling, grunting... Ramming violently up into the tiny white Felicia, likely to leave bruises on her bottom where he thrust and on her hips where those powerful hands gripped her. Rubbing at that swollen nub he used it to help keep full control over her mind, wanting to flush it with euphoria.. ??Go rigid.? he hissed,his voice hushed, so only I could hear. I went rigid as he instructed, and the three of them sweptme up and lifted me up high above their heads.?It was breathtaking to be manhandled that way and I felt like a featherin their grip, a sacrifice, naked and exposed to all that watched. They laid me on the stage, stripped their loincloths off andstood over me.? It was wonderful lookingup at that man flesh and seeing those cocks swinging and swaying above me.? One by one they. He said he was originally from London, but moved to the United States with his parents when he was a boy.It was around two in the afternoon when we met at the restaurant, and we had gotten so caught up in talking that we completely lost track of the time and when we left, it was nearing eight o'clock. He walked me to my car and we said our goodbyes. We met for lunch everyday after that. On the weekends, we would catch a movie or just sit at home and talk.He was always a perfect gentleman. After.