He had a large erection, which was at least 3, maybe 4 Standard Length Units long. His muscles were well-defined, and his skin was flawless. He looked...at Moune, and smiled. "You're not Cressida." That thing just burned me!" Moune shouted, holding up her hands to show her burnt palms."Well that's just terrible," the boy said. "Why don't you strip off and sit down on the sofa?" Strip off!?" Moune shouted. "What are you, some sort of ... Okay, I will." Moune had felt as though she HAD to obey this. His cock throbbed against the fabric of his underwear. He pulled them down and it sprang free. He saw a brief glint in her eye as if she approved of what she saw. “Turn around,” she commanded. She walked up behind him and reached around the front of his neck and placed a leather collar around it. He felt her hot breath on his neck and a brief brush of leather encased breast against his back. His right hand automatically went up to touch the collar when he felt a sting down the centre of his. His bodyfinally relaxed and I made like a lightening bolt and ran outside thetruck to heave up everything that recently went into my stomach. Itwasn't a pretty sight, and what I called him was not very ladylike. Icouldn't believe he came in my mouth expecting me to swallow, and Iemptied my stomach once more.Tom watched and laughed, telling me to get back in the truck if I wanteda ride back to my car. I did and it was a very quiet drive, until hesaid were going to Panera Bread. I simply smiled,. And I did.We made love several times that summer. She enjoyed my seven incher, screaming how much it filled her up, when she had an orgasm. I was a bit disappointed. I don't know what I expected but I thought screwing a black girl would be more different than it was. You know the old saying... 'It's all pink on the inside.' Other than her hair, both on her head and her pubic area being a little courser than what I was use to it was basically the same. Her pussy smelled and tasted like all the.