A black club, just for niggers.Taking me by the hand, Jerome led me onto the dance floor, guiding me around the writhing bodies to the center of the p...ace.He soon slipped his huge black hand down to my thigh, lifting up the short hem of my skirt, hiking it up my thigh further and further until I could feel the air conditioner blowing across my mound.I kissed him, as I felt his finger slipping into my slit, brushing against my throbbing swollen clit, teasing it and slipping one of his fingertips. Hand in had they walked down to the flat area of soft grass just to the side of the rill that gurgled and chattered in welcome.Josette was the first to kneel before the crystal clear water and cup it, before throwing it over herself in an effort to cool down. Soon her crop top was saturated and the garment hung limply over her breasts and back outlining every feature of nipples, areolae and the globes of her breasts.Laughing, she continued to cup the water and throw it over her sister who was. Faith sits quietly reading and is startled by his voice coming through the open window. "Hey, cutie!" The goofiest, sexiest grin she has ever seen peeks in. Faith stands, puts her book down, and walks to meet him outside in the balcony, not inviting him to her private space. "Good to see you!" Her heart beats as fast as a humming bird's heart. "Be still, my heart," she thinks. Hellos and a few words are exchanged, and a stroll is decided. The air is crisp and salty; the sun is whispering good. Her tiny, defenseless asshole!He felt her tremble when he found it and touched it, feeling the crinkly snug ring working with the writhing and twisting of her ass. A rivulet of viscous moisture dribbling down the exposed crevice from where his pulsating, thick cock was sawing into her, dampened the tiny opening... and he pressed against it, feeling it give slightly; then, he pressed harder, until suddenly the tight, clasping sphincter muscle gave and popped open, slipping over his finger to.