I took my last photo of her wet pussy dripping, she went to clean up, and Ben and I sat on the sofa and said "HOLY FUCK DID YOU SEE HOW WET SHE WAS?" ... leaned over and started stroking his wet sticky cock in amazement... Ben said "I could cum again if you keep that up".... This time I couldn't wait... I told him, fuck me now then I can't stand it" I stood up, pulled his shirt up, exposing my naked ass and totally soaked pussy and bent over, and he started fucking me, with all her wet cum still. I took the bus this time and arrived at the guys house around 7pm. He was still in his dressing gown as he let me in the door and, without hesitation, pulled me to him and snogged me. I responded very eagerly. Bear in mind that earlier in the day was the first time I had ever even kissed another person in this way.We were on his sofa very quickly and as we continued to snog, his hands roamed over my clothes, and I reached into his gown to find his stiff large cock. He broke the kiss and told me. Deep pain spread across his head, becoming foggy as the night air.“Don’t move your cracker ass, Mr. Lucky.”After a few agonizing slow moments, the young man realized the voice was that of a female. A furious female’s voice had a harsh tone, which told him Lucky didn’t mean good luck for him. Tensing up, he thought to roll over and spring on her. Then the sharp, triple clicks made him freeze.“I’ll blow you a new asshole if you try anything. Up, Mr. Lucky, come on, white boy, on your feet.”The. What's wrong with me, Iwondered? Feeling myself near tears I headed off down the boardwalk in adirection opposite to the one Darla had taken. I found myself in the mainarcade. The one that stood at the foot of the fishing pier. I walkedinside and my senses were assaulted by the sounds of the carousel. I stoodthere watching as the ponies danced round and round in front of my eyes.Next thing I knew I was standing there, holding a teddy bear, with aticket in my hand waiting for the ride to stop so.