"Tell me what you want racist whore?"I was enjoying the fucking so much with the intensity of my orgasms I didn't answer. I was flexing my hips to mee... his thrusts. Marcus rose to a kneeling position and pulled out some and stopped. I flexed my hips to keep fucking but he put a stop to it pushing down on my stomach."What do you want you racist whore? Answer me!"Marcus flexed his cock in my pussy. I looked down and saw the way my white pussy lips hugged his cock, like they didn't want to let go.. Take them off." The woman looked down at the flats she always wore to work and slipped them off her feet one of which she used to shove them under the chair. "Good. Now these are the shoes for a dress like this and here is the dress. Put them on."She waited a moment for the woman to draw the curtain and give her back her privacy but soon realised in the way the woman stood with a hand on one hip and stared at her that it was not to be which was confirmed by a "Quick. We do not have all day." So. I turn around and pull her into a deep passionate kiss. In the distance we could hear the sound of dance music, down the shore a little ways there was a late night beach party going on. The music was just loud enough for us to hear to add mood to the night. It was soft trance, the distant sound of it mixed with the crash of the sea shore was almost lie something you would see in a movie. Two naked, beautiful women on a beach with moonlight shining down on them and the faint bumps of trance in. That night alot of guests came so people had to share rooms, alot of k**s were in the room i was in and on purpose i lied near naseema, no one would think anything because i was young, plus other people were lying next to us, I MEAN the house was packed full even though the house is massive,when everyone was asleep i wasnt, but i behaved like i was, and put my arm on naseema, on her tit,then my leg around her, she woke up but didnt mind what i was doing,i was shit scared, so behaved like i was.