Oh my god! I think I’m in love! she gushes; she’s as starry eyed as any of the teen girls that the handsome football stud has bedded. She now quic...ly checks her phone. A text from Coach is waiting, asking how the party’s going. Going great! Tracey’s here to help! Christine taps back. Tell everybody I said hello and thanks for a great season! Coach replies almost immediately. Christine texts back an acknowledgement and then, with Tracey’s screams of ecstasy ringing in her ears, she cautiously. "I replied, "Yes sir, I love pussy but somehow a huge black dick like this turns me into a cocksucker instantly. It's fun to delve into this fetish."I was slowly pumping his cock while I spoke but now needed to get to work. I slowly began to lick up from the bottom of his shaft, ending at his head with a drop of precum waiting. I noticed its' smooth salty taste and then started rubbing his fat cockhead all over my face, moaning with pleasure and desire. I then slapped it against my face and. ." Too late!" he cried and launched himself upon her like a young panther. A brutal knee went up between hers, forcing her legs apart as, with one ripping motion of his hand, he tore her gown from neckline to hem, exposing her great, gorgeous breasts. "You've been spoiling for this for years," he grunted. "A good fucking is all you've ever needed to make a woman out of you. That's it... fight me. Make it rape and then it will be even better when you tell it to Longworth. When I'm through with. I doubt I can even begin to imagine what a whirlwind it must have been for her, but she gave up trying to describe how it had made her feel.We finished our cigarettes in silence, a very tense silence, during which she seemed to contemplate what had just happened, how she had let a young girl seduce her and also what to do next. As for myself, I was merely watching her sitting there, wearing nothing but a pale blue skirt around her waist, smoking. Her soft lips wrapped around the filter,.