I dated only black girls my first semester, a few white girls hit on me but I was happy so I turned them down. I am a spitting image of my Dad. He has...so many features of a white person, narrow nose, lip features and a more oval face. A couple guys in high school teased me about being white except for my skin color. I just ignored those comments, but now I wasn't so sure. My skin isn't real dark, but it isn't white either, oh well it is what it is. I flew home for Christmas to be with my. I pulled one leg out of my pants, with just my socks on, then pushed her jeans and panties down off one leg with my foot. I kept diddling her with my hand. Then I sat down with my back against a big oak, and pulled her down on my lap, with her knees around my hips.I saw her eyes open, and a little panic. I wormed my finger deeper inside her, and concentrated on her clitty. I felt her hips buck, and she relaxed. I kissed her, and her mouth was loose and frantic again. She still had her hand on. A detective for the past 11 of his 28 years on the force, he has worked just about all the cases a large metropolitan police department normally took in. His latest assignment, head of Q-Squad, was known by the rest of the department as the “quack squad” with Lansing being the “quack” investigator. This was supposed to be the career wind down to coast into retirement but it was the most frustrating of all. His squad of two uniformed cops, misfits who for one reason or another walked the fine. ” Was all she said and lay between my legs.With both hands, her fingers came to the flaps of my pussy, She just softly played with them, her eyes fastened on them, I heard her mutter to herself, “So beautiful.” Then she was pulling them open, wider and wider she held them apart, her gaze peering inside. She gently inserted one finger until she touched the little hole, “Is that where you pee from? I haven’t really looked before.” She continued her exploration as I slouched my body down a bit.