The campus police were brought into the matter, and decided to issue an order to Majandra to avoid both me and Johnson. I smiled. Victory was mine, an... I had won myself a sexy black man too. Life was good. When Majandra Brown returned to the campus, she found the campus police waiting for her. She was arrested for joyriding in someone else’s car and also for stalking and threatening someone with bodily harm. As she was led away in handcuffs, Johnson and I stood nearby. The black woman’s eyes. With relief, I smiled, for it didn't hurt. A bit uncomfortable, but no real pain. I started moving my hips, and someone came over and started fingering my clit, making me smile, and say "Okay, you win the next pussy fuck."The men howled with laughter, as I took a deep breath and forced myself down on Ron's cock, burying his chocolate cock deep into my bowels. Okay, not the brightest thing that I'd done all day, as a shooting pain ripped through me. I'm pretty sure that I shrieked loudly, but I. And the weather window. And that’s my story.We were seated at a table in the Sound Beach Cafe because the looking at had devolved to looking after and the looking after was going to take awhile ... an indeterminate time probably relieving my pocketbook of much cash.If we were going to be inconvenienced, Cyn wanted to be inconvenienced where she could see and be seen and that meant Resort.Another reason we were at the bar on South Beach was because there was no room at the Harbor Inn and South. As I dried myself, I couldn’t help but notice how revealing her thighs are now. I kept peeking at her body. Her thighs are too meaty and kept shaking as she dried her husband.As she walked away, she smiled at me. But an unusual thing happened. As she walked past me, I saw her smell her hand, the one I shook hands with. I couldn’t believe what happened. Did she smell my cum that day? Did she like me staying around? Or was she hinting a suggestion at me? My mind ran like a race car with.