I had only been fucking her ass for maybe 15 minutes and I could feel my balls tighten up. But I actually wanted it to last longer, as her ass felt s... tight around my cock. Every plunge pulled my foreskin all the way back, letting every part of my helmet feel the full intesity of her dick-squeezing sphincter. I slowed down, and began pulling my cock out almost all the way, before I eased it back in, my balls tickling her pussy. It was a beautiful sight, and a beautiful feeling. The slower. Conditioned to being restrained, Ron and Jenny jumped as if touched by a high voltage line.“Damn it, you scared the hell out of me, “ Jenny said. “Don’t you have someplace better to be about now?”“Well, I was going to a movie with Kelly, but this show seems to be even better, “ Julie responded with a sly smile.“You promised to go out today, and going out is what you are doingÉ right now, “ Jenny said as she crossed the room and started shoving her sister towards the door.“Okay, okayÉ I’m outta. .." Depraved?" Exactly. I couldn't have put it better, Melanie." Could be quite a turn-on for the woman, though, don't you think?"Considerably flushed, Miss Abrahams considered the question thoughtfully. Lustfully even. She idly stroked one hand across a breast to discover a hardened nipple. "I suppose so," was her half-hearted (and half-truthful) response."May I tell you something in confidence, Miss Abrahams?" Of course, my dear." Purely in the interests of research, you understand, my friend. Point to Colin Powell or Condolesa Rice and she would sneer and say that they were tokens; they were allowed to be there to make blacks think that progress was being made.One day when I was working with her she got started and I cut her off and told her that it wasn't the white man to blame for what had been done to blacks, it was her own black ancestors back in Africa."It was blacks Lativa that herded other blacks down to the beaches and sold them to the white men who came on ships. Whites.