His massive presence was very comforting. Everyone seemed to know what was happening and who was who except me. Everyone in the group was black includ...ng support and lighting people. It was clear that BlackLand not only promoted the idea of blackness in their ventures but also in business practices. I wondered how many whites like me there was in the organization. I was so used to my little world of the five executives plus a few others that I now felt overwhelmed by the contrast of the world I. Other differences were less easy to resolve. Football was definitely the round ball game, the American version being gridiron or sometimes American Football. Strangely the alternative had survived as 'soccer mom' or sometimes 'soccer concubine'. Jane and the others had certainly done their time watching Sam play. The Americans had their revenge though with the numbering of the floors in the new apartment blocks, the floor at ground level was numbered 1 unlike in England where it would have been. He squeezed my waist “Ohhh no, aaah” I moaned and arched my back as my muscles again tightened.I increased my pace locking him inside me. “Ohhh god, you feel so big my darling”. “Ahhhhh” “Ahhh” We both moaned as these words made him release his fluids as my muscles squeezed him finally inside me. I fell forward while still squeezing his load by slow up down movements. We hugged each other as our mixed fluids dripped out of my hole.The door shut behind me as he came back from office. I was. I have been groped on public transport many times over the years, so feeling a guy search for my honey-pot is nothing new, and as I look down at my lap, I can see my short dress move as his hand encompasses my thigh and touched my knickers, feeling my swollen clitoris under my cotton fabric, he moves to my thigh, feeling my stocking tops and the bare flesh just above them, grasps my elastic knicker band and pulls down on it hard, it gives way, snaps, fuck he is pulling my knickers off, and I.