Me accusing him was one thing, me producing a sex tape, was something different all together.Simple normal precautions would suggest he not plan to do...it at my place. There were way too many things that could happen totally randomly. Everything from Jeff dropping off the kids, to me recording the encounter in living color and HD. I had to laugh at the HD recording idea. It was by far my preference. and also the hardest to arrange.With that in mind, I rode my trike to the local hometown radio. My first sexual experience with a white girl was definitely not my last. Since that exhilarating experience, I have been addicted to white pussy. It’s worse than booze, crack, or cigarettes. I just can’t stop myself. I see it in my dreams. I put baby powder on my cock when I jerk off so it reminds me of you know what instead of my black hand. Not that I jerk off much. I can usually find a little white hand to do that for me, and a lot more.It all started rather innocently. Although only 15 and. Both liked traveling, rock music, cinema, skiing and they talked very well about it. She told him that she took part in ski races for disabled until she was 19. Her stump was too short to ski with a prothesis and so she used two underarmcrutches with sk**s to keep in balance. But she was not very sucessfullm lost the interrest and quit.They met once more out of office and both fellt more than sympatie rise for each other. Things went on and after an further rendevouz they became a couple. It. My mum would never have let me buy anything that she would have called exotic, or you would call sexy, so the delights of push-up bras, underwired bras, coloured bras and so on were not available to me. Or the boys. But they didn't seem to mind. My boobs were quite pert in those days, and still growing. I was a 36B, and I fitted my bra quite well, possibly it was a little tight for me. I knew the boys had seen plenty of pictures of breasts, but was guessing they hadn't seen real ones and.