Looking down, she could see her fingers through the lace as they slipped down to her vulva. Her ministrations so far had already aroused her, and as s...e parted her labia the inner flesh was already slippery. Turning, she put one foot on the chair to give herself better access, as if she were inserting a tampon, and allowed her first and second fingers to probe inside herself. Long years of experience let her know just how and where to touch herself, and as her two fingers slid between her inner. How are you?" Fine, Kay. Have you lost weight? You look great!" my mom answered Kay."I don't think so, but thanks." Then Kay looked over at me. "Hello,Melissa. I'm Katherine. I'll be styling your hair. You can call meKay." She walked over to me and shook my hand."Hello, Kay. Nice to meet you," I said, taking her hand."You look very pretty, Melissa. When I'm through with you, you'll have tokeep the boys off with a stick."I just looked down, embarrassed. "Oh, I'm sorry. I shouldn't. He unbuttoned my shirt and started kissing my neck and slowly went downward kissing my color bone then my shoulder then my cleavage. His every kiss on my body aroused me and made the wild Kajal come out and he then removed my bra and sucked my boobs it really felt like heaven and then I unbutton his shirt and to my surprise he had 6 pack abs that just drove me craze. I started to kiss his chest and went down on my knees and unzipped his pants. His dick was about 6 inches and I swallowed it in. Bill was a close second. I’d learned to love that black cock and enjoyed being with him; Bill had come a long way – in the love/sex department – since my first time with him. At the age of sixteen I also had the beginnings of my first dirty little secret desire. I had begun to feel that I would love to get pregnant. And, if it had been possible, have Bill be the one to knock me up. I wasn’t much different than all other white bitches. This was one thing that I never talked to Ron about…ever..