His trunk is swelling even more. Bulging so much it feels like it could tear itself open. All that pressure building up inside it, signaling one thing... he's about to cum. The realization plus the continued probing of the other mans hand makes my body itself explode in sheer ecstasy. My pussy contracts and I yell around his dick as I squirt down my trembling thighs and on the white mans hand. My back arches hard enough to snap my spine and I get light headed. I make myself concentrate hard. I felt her vaginal canal gripping my cock as it laid, I could feel her pulse in her vagina. It was amazing. I retracted and continued my assault. My cock was slamming in and out of her rapidly expanding hole. I increased my speed, coming so close to climax. At the last second, I restrained myself. Pulling out of that tight canal. Kissing Emma. She loved it. She wanted my dick back in her. I obliged, not wanting to take too long. I went in her slowly, watching my cock go in and out with every. Hi Nicole, how are YOU doing?”“Pretty good, except I’m still stuck with Silly here.” She grinned back.“Siller, girl, rhymes with killer, you know? Don’ be messin’ with my rep!”Everybody laughed.I looked at Nicole with new interest. We had met a few times, even double-dated once. But like Jack and Siller both said, I was different now.Where Siller was very dark, not purple-dark like some African students I had met, but still pretty dark, Nicole was almost deep copper-colored. She had her brown. Catherine always had a close network of friends in LA and leaned heavily onthese during Peter's absences. Nobody, within this network, knew who shewas seeing. When asked casually by Peter what she had been doing whilst hewas away she shrugged her shoulders and stated "nothing in particular - youknow, the usual". He was beginning to wander what exactly the usual was !During subsequent visits this trend continued with Catherine being seen onthe town with the same man, nobody knowing who this was,.