I open my mouth a bit to breath, but you must have seen me do that, because you direct your cock spray at my mouth, I close it but you still direct it...at me. I can’t believe you are doing this to me, I hear more clicks as you take more pictures.I then feel you stop and a few more pictures are taken, I wipe my face and breasts, my legs are covered still in piss and cum but my face is cleaner. `Oh thanks`. I open my eyes and you are still standing there naked with a camera in your hand, smiling. Black men were never appealing to her, especially these African tribesmen as she called them.Dana’s father worked for a black owned company but her family had mostly been segregated from blacks living in Scotland. She had never even been in school with blacks until recently here in Nigeria. Perhaps it was due to the feeling that she was on her own and her parents no longer around or that she felt liberated as a young woman. Reassuring herself, she was convinced that being a grown lady of. .well, it’s got to said blooming lovely cock. From his sighs I knew I was doing ok.He then asked me to get up, which I did. He began kissing me, rather keenly and as one hand cupped the back of my neck the other was working my belt loose and getting into my boxers on onto my cock. I hadn’t even had the chance to get a semi at this stage!He was moving my jeans, I thought to give his hand more room but they and my boxers were quickly down to my knees. He now spun me round and bent over the desk.. Right now I need to pee." Well fancy that. So do I," finished Elizabeth.Sandra rose easily and reveled in the simplicity of the action. It wasalmost as though Elizabeth wasn't there. Once having stood with ease,they minced urgently to the lavatory. This time Elizabeth demanded tosee exactly how Sandra peed."Huh,i" chuckled Sandra as they reconciled themselves to the totalintimacy of their conjoinment, "Can't a girl even pee in private?" Girl!" scoffed Elizabeth, "Well you're some girl darling..