Yes, please,” she said softly, nearly breathlessly. “How do you want me?” She pulled back, away from his lap, and raised her ass, pushing it a...ainst the cab window. No sense spoiling her audience's fun, she thought to herself. The sheer naughtiness of her behavior caused her to gently rub her sensitive clit again, resulting in another shiver.“Here. Turn around. No, I mean face the window, with your ass towards me. Keep on kneeling on the seat.” He grabbed her by the hips and pulled her. By day three of us getting along and talking we were already having phone sex,I was telling her how hard she made my 8inch monster get hard,I told her to tap her pussy with the phone and let me hear her fingers smashing in and out of her pussy.(Damn this is getting me hard just thinking of this) she was like perfect cause she was sweet and willing at the same time.But what impressed me of how comfortable she seem to be with me being black.I love women of all colors,But she was one of those. H would arrive later, she said."So, what happened, Persephone?" I asked.Persephone shook her head. Looked at each of us in turn."No, I'm telling you guys, it wasn't like that."She sighed."Harry fucked me, and it wasn't rape. He's sweet. Weird, yeah, but sweet."Oscar shifted in his chair. The chair creaked, a little ominously."Sounded like rape to me, Persephone," he said. "I think he went over the line, this time. Way over. This wasn't bathing in an irrigation ditch."Persephone put her small. I almost breathed a sigh of relief feeling it. Though by now the girls were themselves looking shaken, even fearful as they tried desperately to comprehend something that the body and mind wasn’t simply made to accept. I joined them again, quickly yet carefully. ‘It was the most intense orgasm ever yes…but you will see it as something far less than it actually was, yet just slightly better than anything you’ve ever previously experienced before. Nothing to be alarmed by, or afraid of. Just the.