"You have to kiss my bare but!" he said" Ew no im not doing that" I told him" you have to. You lost!" Too bad thats nasty" I had always been sort of ...urious about boys, and i never really had that many friends that were girls so i figured my best chances were with a guy."You promised.." he said. Knowing we never broke promises"Ok fine but we cant tell any one about this" i said worrying about getting caught" of course man now lets do it"With that, he pulled down the backside of his boxers and. According to Cindy her husband was not only a loud and proud racist, but he was basically sexually impotent at that. One was bad enough, but with impotence? No wonder, Willis thought as he listen to Cindy talk, her husband was such an asshole; but what he couldn't fathom, was why this white cracker treated this incredibly beautiful and so sexy woman like she was dirt? Perhaps 'asshole' wasn't strong enough of a word for him?! Fool was also an appropriate one. If the old saying that 'a fool and. I could only imagine what her kisses tasted like, or how it would be to feel her breasts. She sat opposite from my vantage point. I watched intently as her dress opened and closed as her legs moved when she talked. Each movement gave me a glimpse of her silky smooth inner thighs. At one point, I was certain she saw me crouched behind the chair, staring at her. If she did, she never let on. But interestingly enough, after the glance my direction, she shifted her position and discretely adjusted. Fuck yourself for me.” And then it happened, I felt it rolling through my body and I was cumming all over my own hand. I was so confused, I cried as I came knowing what a dirty slut I was for doing this and it only made me hotter. When my cum was finished Mr. Miller smiled down at me. “Spread your little cunt open slut, reach down and spread it so I can see inside.” I did what he said quickly. Using both hands I pulled my lips apart, and got wetter as he stared down at me. “You like that.