"Hands down, mouth closed." Flash. "Eyes up. Look at me." Flash. "Excellent!"He sat in the guest chair directly in front of her and reached between he... legs, stroking her black pussy. "Excellent," he said softly, "nice and wet. Just the way a nigger girl should be."Shanika had been aware of her growing arousal and could feel the dampness between her legs. His touch brought her pleasure and she squatted slightly to give him fuller access to her sex. She closed her eyes as he reached his free. His hands grasped my head and he kissed me hungrily, like a man starving for air. With his body crushing me against the wall, I surely wasn’t going anywhere! I ran my hands down his back and he stopped kissing me. Looking intently into my eyes, he took hold of my hands and kissed each in turn, never averting his gaze or even blinking. Suddenly, he lifted my hands high over my head and pressed them against the wall. My arms were at full stretch and Joe wrapped the fingers of one hand around my. After looking at the various layouts, she asked about the things she could see at the other end of the floor so I took her down to my quarters.The magazine had requested that we do a customized shoot showing Diana in a Dairy Queen setting. After seeing her big boobs, I knew what the connection was — milk. I had already put together a mock soft serve ice cream dispenser from a cardboard box, gray paper, and some screwdrivers covered to look like handles. Some of the other accoutrements of the. A couple of years had past when I started dressing in womens underwear which resulted in me getting wonderful depraved attention from older strangers. I had never expected such a reaction from men with me dressed like this, but they certainly must have loved it because they gave my body the most amazing sensations with their hands and mouths. I loved every minute of it. When with the group one evening, I decided to let them into the fact that I loved dressing as a female. My god the reaction.