He was a Southerner! Though there were Southerners who'd rejected their regions history in tat regard, he hesitated to truly come out and reject it hi...self. Such was the nature, and effect, of his hipocrasy.So, as a kind of 'act of contrition', or even as 'atonement', there Marcus sat in front of his lap top jacking off to interracial porn---and not just watching, but truly enjoying it! Part of the enjoyment, he'd come to see, was in his growing acknowledgment of his inferiority, as a white. When we arrived at the house, I led her to the bedroom and started to undress. She just stood there trembling. I was down to my boxers when I realized that she hadn't even started disrobing. I raised her chin with two fingers so that I could look her in the eyes."Are you alright, Ellie," I asked."I'm sorry," she mumbled almost teary eyed, "I'm scared. It hurt so much when me an' Jolene did it with the cucumber."I embraced her and caressed her back for a minute or two while she sniffled against. "You have a problem here Dave?" Naw. The dude here wanted to take the lady with him but she didn't want to go. He didn't want to take no for an answer but I think he understands now—don't you?" When I said that I pulled upward on the butthead's arm a little more and he yelped in pain once again and rose onto his tiptoes."Ow, yeah, I got it. Just let me go asshole."I walked the man to the door and out to the sidewalk's edge. I gave him a little push and said, "Ok beat it bub. We got your picture. I tore off my dresses and dived in between her thighs. And my cock plunged in smoothly and deeply.I fucked her as a long starved lustful man. She too had an urgency to quench her thirst it seemed; she raised her hips and reciprocated fervently. I kneaded her big breasts, sucked at her long nipples and fucked and fucked at her hot hungry cunt. Soon she was at her peak and I could sense the tremor in her body. She gasped, stiffened and collapsed down.I didn’t stop my powerful thrusts but speeded.