You got it, Amisha. I’ll pull out.” She grabbed his hand and tugged him into the bedroom. She’d left clothes on the floor and the bed unmade, ...ut James didn’t seem to mind. Amisha wondered what’d come over her with this erotic impulse for a guy her family would never approve of. He had a Chinese hexagram tattooed on his left bicep, and she wondered what it meant while she undid her jeans and stepped out of them. James kissed her hips and belly as she undid her bra and let her breasts tumble. I brought my other hand to my tit and grabbed it, holding onto it as though the vibrations would pull me apart. I couldnt bear it anymore. I was falling deeper into that provocation all the time. The doctor began spewing his white seed all over the womans face, and my own juices began flooding on the bed. The sensation was indescribable. My whole body felt as though it was floating, and my head was spinning with the ambiance of my orgasm. My whole body shook as the feelings palpitated. We had many aphrodisiacs to set the mood for the night: Orange Glazed Salmon and shrimp cocktail was one of the many appetizers offered to us. “You look exceptionally well with your red laced corset and pencil skirt, Lyric,” stated Jake. I acknowledged him with a silent nod. Thereafter, I had returned to the networking of fellow colleagues attending the school function. Jake was in the room sharing glances with myself as he was obtaining his second beverage at the wine bar. As he glanced at. .. Please don't hurt me." She cried."SHhhhhhhh... Shut up... " I said sternly."First of all Bitch... I don't know your fucking daughter... Lilly white bitches don't come around this neighborhood... The only time you see a White Hoe come around here... is if she is looking for drugs."She continued to cry as I spoke. Then I asked her,"Is your daughter a Crack Head lady?... Is your baby a junkie?You could see the shame in her eyes as she lowered her head and said,"Yeeees... Yes... She a Junkie.".