"My Mrs Wilkinson ! It's so big !" Natalie said with a look of wonderment on her face. "It is and it's Hazel or Haze Natalie please, not Mrs Wilkinson... Ok ?" I was in a daze and a Haze ! Hazels hand tossing me and Nat looking on. "Right take over Nat" "Erm " "Come on put your hand around it and do what I was doing ...dont be shy"I closed my eyes and felt Natalies hand enfold my now totally rigid dick.I haven't mentioned that Natalie lived in our street and was the daughter of Hazels friend Mrs. "Ahhh, feels so fucking good," I moaned out while my six-inch cock wentdeeper into her pussy. "Fuck me," Anne moaned out. I started pumping her pussy and it was a beautiful sound of my cockgoing in and out of her wet slit. I pumped a little faster. Anne moaned a little louder. "Fuck me. I'm a whore!" she cried out thenshot her legs up in the air. Then after a few more seconds of pumping her pussy she pointed her toesup at the ceiling. "Ahhhhhhh!" she cried out while she had an orgasm. I. I noticed the lipstick mark on it and smiled. I satthere just letting myself dream about what I could do but in realitycouldn't. I was house bound for the most part. No wheels and no way toget to town. So it was just a dream. I lost track of things as I wassitting around. I figured to get the camera and take a bunch ofpictures through the weekend and mess with them on the computer in theweeks to come.I set the camera up and started to snap some shots. I took some nice,some not so nice and some. “Mmm… feels like you like that idea, but why do you say that?”“He said we should go in naked – and that he hoped you’d like to do more than look. I guess you’ll get to find out if what they say about black guys is true.” Although she’d sown plenty of wild oats before we met, and a few more after, Alvin would be her first black guy if this came to pass.“Stereotype much?”I laughed. “I guess, but sometimes stereotypes have a grain of truth.”“Oh, I can only hope! How do you feel about it?”It.