I told Marvin that even though I was a white southern girl I was more open minded than Dan about race, sex and a lot of other things. And the reason ...hat I agreed to meet him for lunch was so that I could meet and have some time with a black man. Something that I had never experienced.Marvin was a gentlemen and took the time to carefully explain black men’s thinking about whites and particularly white women. He went on to clarify that not all black men were large and that many are the size. Mara bahan baht hi sundar thi kintu maine kabhi is ke bare main sochata .1 st time with my sister main phel nage ho kar letrin jay kartatha ek din main pani lena bhul gaya tha mere awaj dene per mere bahan balti main le aee. Mujeh woo nanga dekha kar hasi jarathi aur mere laund ko dekhe ti . Aur chali gayi. Aur ek din maine janbujkar pni nhila tu woo pani dene ayi tu main ne pani toilt pe pani dal ke bad , balti ko bahar rakhne aya tu meri bahan udhr hi khadi hai gayi nehi tu main use hat pakad. Saturday morning arrived and I was really excited. I liked Claire and I wondered if she would be dominant or submissive. Either way I would enjoy her – but after the dogs.I fronted up at the breeding farm as usual and I found both Claire and Adrian strangely excited. I just put it down to the fact that I was there. A quick cup of coffee and down to the barn to prepare. “We have some special guests today” Claire said “you may recognise some so your complete discretion is required”. I said it was. ” He fucked me with two fingers for a few minutes, slapping my butt a couple times, so that I’d squeeze my butthole around them. And when I did, he told me how good of a girl I was, what a slut I was, and how great it was going to make him feel when he started fucking my pussy. Only a moment after he’d gotten four of his fingers through my greasy hole, which was feeling more stretched-out than it ever had, Sam slapped my ass as hard as he ever had and said, “You’re ready.” His fingers were.