She trembled, bent clear over the table as he fingered her dripping slit through the flimsy garment, sheathing her sex."Then tell me. Why the fuck are...you so damn wet?" he shouted tauntingly at her. "I think it's cause you want my big black dick in your tight little white cunt, isn't it? You privileged, prissy, blue ballin bitch!" He tore away the leg holes of her now shredded underwear and stood behind her, pushing his jeans to the floor. The head of his sturdy meat touched the insides of her. Caitlin reached up to take his face in her hands for a moment. Then hesitantly, "I feel much better, and ... I guess I'm a little embarrassed to have been so shaken up by ... that. I've just never had a gun rammed against my head with someone screaming he was going to kill me – not that I could ever get used to it," she continued with a sick laugh, "but, I can certainly empathize with Hope now. I'm afraid it will be a very long time before I forget what happened this morning."Jeff gently kissed. "No, not even close," he whispered.I fanned my fingers out over the tip, then back down, watching the pulses that made his head swell when I caressed it. It looked to me like a fully inflated water balloon, the skin stretched around the blood that filled it to capacity. A round droplet of precum appeared at the tip. I rubbed around it with my fingers, then took a lick of his cock, right on the tip, from front to back. A string of the clear liquid stretched from my tongue back to the tip of his. Turning to pickup her clothes her eyes dropped to his crotch and she saw the outline of his cock pushing against the fabric of his trousers. With her back turned she resisted the urge to shove a fist in the air and shout YES!John blinked several times, trying to shake the memory of her erect nipple between his fingers. It had been some time since he had been affected so strongly by a young girl. He thought the business he was in had deadened him to such feelings, but here he stood feeling like.