She was breathlessly screaming and moaning as her pussy convulsed over and over, squirting her hot, sticky juices down my hand and her inner thighs. I...thought my cock would explode as it begin squirting little spurts of cum, soaking my pants, getting her vulva wet and slippery. I stopped assaulting her breasts, looking up at her face, watching her squeezing her eyes shut, gritting and hissing through her teeth while she came over and over. Breathlessly, I whispered in a low, raspy voice, “Baby!. Tell me about it."Anyone else would have walked out on me, a relative stranger, if I'd said that to them but not her. You see, I can kind of smell it on them, it's a ‘hormone’ they give off.She'd opened up about it, relished recounting the sordid brutality yet the details were irrelevant because she needed to live through it in a variety of ways again and again and again - Freud’s compulsion to repeat.*"I'm going to fucking hurt you, you worthless, fat and ugly bitch.'She says nothing so I. All picked up some sandwiches the ladies had made, went down to the beach, ate and got reacquainted. Connie reminded them about the ladies rule, when making love to a black man, no condoms and no pulling out. Connie said 4 of her 8 babies are black. Of course, her new son is 6 months with Danny as the father, so Danny asked how she had the other 3 black babies. She said 25 years ago, she made love to a black friend, he wanted to use a condom, she wouldn't let him. She became pregnant. Same. Spreading the lips out more. To my surprise she takes the strap-on and straps it onto her frame, slim and perky breasts with hardened nipples that could do the job them self of making me cum. She looks cute wearing the strap on, very exciting to know how she is going move and thrust the cyber skin dildo into my already hot wet pulsating vagina. I yearn for her to make our flesh stick with hot desirable juices of cum onto each other’s bodies.She makes me go down on her while shoving the dildo.