If I had not been restrained I probably would have moved away or tried to slow him down. I was being fucked by my first big black cock and there was ...othing I could do about it. At first it felt like my pussy was going to be turned inside out when he started to stroke, but it got looser as he continued. I was able to look down between my breasts and then my legs. I could see his muscular black legs between my lily white ones. I could see a huge pair of black balls swinging back and forth. "Oh Ronny," she breathed as her legs opened and she pressed up against his fingers.There was no missing the 'yes' finally allowing him access to her body. The mere acceptance of his petting made him feel as if Debbie had already given herself to him completely. He felt he had reached every goal he ever held toward her. Not that he lost sight of going even further than this. They were simply much further than he ever expected her to allow."I've wanted to touch you for so long," he told her,. Directing mom's new makeup attempts gave me an understanding of why girls like to play with dolls. One day I went to the local drug store and got a dozen different nail polishes. After putting on several different ones, I finally found a color I liked for her toes. I had her make a monthly appointment for a pedicure. "Got to have my own sweet cunt, pretty from head to toe, right mom?" That got me a weak smile in response. By the end of our fourth month, I had mom just the way I wanted her,. " She sipped from her cup as she leaned against the counter. "Okay," Michael began, "what's the story?"Arnele smiled knowingly. "That big ol' riverfront renewal project? //Everyone's// in on it. And that's where I get them. That's where I'll make them pay."Michael fingered the cup's handle. "And what's the riverfront project have to do with you?" Arnele harshly stared back. "What did I say now?" Michael," she began, " the riverfront isn't the hell scape that asshole in the news report wants us.