Mom said, "Mike, that is so thoughtful of you."Lisa added, "Thanks Mike. I'll go upstairs and get my bag."As soon as Lisa left the room, I said, "Mom,...Dad, Julie and I need to talk with you."Mom had a concerned look on her face and said, "OK, what's wrong; what did you do?" Nothing's wrong," I replied. "Julie and I spent some time talking this weekend and we agreed that we need to try to get along better and fight less. It may be hard for us to change our habits, but we'll make the effort. We. He made me to lie flat on my back and he positioned himself between my spread legs. Then he rested his thick cockhead onto my swollen pussy lips.He smiled, saying if I was going to be a slut for blacks; I should learn how to beg for their cocks…Then I moaned and begged for black cock in me; but the begging for cock was only verbal, I did not beg with my body. Instead of humping my groin up seeking cock, I pushed my breasts up, craving for him…I felt him sliding forward and pushing his dark. I revelled in the fact that she was slowly growing confident in her sexuality.“Ohh. ohh, ohh,” she moaned, “I think I’m…” with that I shoved my full length into her and her breathing changed.“Ugh… ugh… ugh,” Heather moaned as my manhood drove deep inside her. Finally, she could hold back no longer. “Oh my… my… my… fuck… fuck, FUCK!” she screamed as her climax coursed through her body. I hoped I might cum soon after, but as hard as Heather rode me I could tell I wasn’t going to orgasm any time. Just like your ass that is at my mercy.” Although I pretended to be offended, I was very aroused by what he said. I wanted to tell him how I rubbed my pussy at night and moaned his name as I thought of him. I loved the way he was taunting me. I was playing along with him. He had full control- but not for long. “I’m still hurting from the last spanking.” I told him. “I’d imagine you would be,” he said. “I’m still very red and sore.” I said in a low, but slightly mischievous tone. “I’m sure.” He.