At first I thought myself in bed at Plaistow, but my room – or rather the large cupboard –at home, to where I had been banished, didn't have a bow...window, nor a king size bed. This room had both. Where the fuck was I? How the fuck did I get here? And who the fuck is the black girl in bed with me?I would have asked her that last question but she was sound asleep, and looked like the sort who would not take too kindly to be rudely awakened. Anyway I was busting for a piss so I got out the bed. "God you're such a slut Kate" I needed a towel to dry my hand there Kate” She knows he didn't use a towel as her wiped her juices on her skirt.God, she thinks, what a slut, he's wiping my juices on my clothes and I am still having little post-orgasmic shudders.He properly lifts her skirt until it's resting at her waist - her pussy and ass can feel the cool breeze, it's an amazing contrast on her overheated sex. It also appears to be turning her on - everything seems to be doing that."Are you. His musky come smell made my head spin. Looking back at him through my legs, I said, "Al...I want you just to look at my pussy....your pussy. I want you to watch it as I suck your fat cock again. Watch it open for you...watch it drip for you....watch it beg for your cock. A woman's pussy is made to eat cocks like yours. I want you to think about how good it will feel when you work your thick cockhead into my tight little cunt..." He moaned again, and returned my eyes to his meat. It was. When he cameto the island, he pretty much had noticed the girls - lookingdisapprovingly at their brown bodies glistening in the sun, their breastsbouncing as they ran along the beach, their stunning legs and butts - butnow with the sudden click in the deep unconscious part of her brain, shedidn't notice them so much as he looked up to the crowd. She noticed...themen. Their rock hard abs and strong arms sculpted by days of swimming,their handsome faces, then he looked down from their chests,.