She said thank you, as his fingers brushing against her now hardening nipples was making her even more turned on.To make matters worse, she thought sh... could feel his slight erection barely rubbing against her hand on the side of the table.She didn’t know if she should move her hand away, or leave it there and see if it was just her now foggy imagination, slightly clouded by the increasing wetness between her legs.She laid there for a minute, just enjoying the erotic feeling of his firm hands. I pulled her panties off her ankles and fingered her cunt and she didn't even flinch...I picked her up and carried her upstairs and flopped her face down on the bed. Took all her cloths off and gazed and the hot little whore, so thin, so white, so shaved and so blonde....I went downstairs to get a beer and look at some porn.The first thing that popped up was a black guy fucking a hot white chick...Hummmmmm I thought! So I logged on to craigslist and searched for a BBC Bull. To my surprise. “You’ve always wanted her. So why not take her?” At first, he seemed reluctant, but I led him to the bed, and Abigail held out her arms and implored him to take her, saying how much she wanted him. He needed no more encouragement, and quickly divested himself of his rough garments. As he removed his drawers, his p---k sprang out, already engorged with blood and standing firmly aloft, exposing his base lust for the girl. Abigail too seemed pleased to see it and took it in both hands to stroke. I think he felt a little intimidated around me, but I always encouraged him to share his store of knowledge when he and Angela visited, because it was truly stimulating—intellectually, I mean. Angela was glowing with that beauty unique to women in the process of ripening the fruit of their womb. I was so happy for her, thinking back to the delight I had felt when she had been the guest in my womb. Few joys in life equaled this, and few experiences brought more surprises! I was sure this would.