A young recruit by the name of Hakeem had spoken up. “Perhaps it’s time we took our breeding to the white population of Malibu.” The members m...rmured and nodded in approval. Apparently, many of the members had seen the white women in the area, swimming in their private pools in bikinis that were barely there, jogging in skin tight shorts and sports bras that enhanced their toned figure. If there wasn’t a member that had already fucked at least one of them, they surely wouldn’t mind doing. Maybe if he wasn't so rough or maybe if it just wasn't him at all. Either way every night I got the same rough fucking. After I guess about six or seven minutes he finally came and pulled out after he rode out the orgasm. Same as the night before he took me up to his bathroom and cleaned me up and took me to John's room. "So I guess you'll be my only friend here." I said as I slipped on some of his shorts and an old t shirt of his. "Mark is a cool guy.. When you're not in your. I decided that I would put on the garter set as it was my favorite and wear the chemise over it for modesty. I never thought I would wear this when I packed it but it is my favorite set. I was the first bra I purchased and I love garter belts. I didn’t come to the party to wear a boring nightgown and certainly didn’t do all that shaving for nothing. I put on the lacy bra and slid the forms I bought for the party just the week before on eBay. They were a C cup and looked pretty good for the. Well, not too far from her house. I was ahead of schedule, and entitled to a lunch break anyway, right?She answered the doorbell wearing a phone headset, baggy cotton trousers and yet another big t-shirt. She opened the door and mouthed “on the phone”, tapping her headset. I nodded, and followed her to the dutch door, where that big hairy dog was waiting. She stopped to pet him, and took my hand to stroke his neck. I got the idea and made friends with him; I’m pretty good with dogs. He was.