So really I was just looking for a good pounding. Not very "lady like" terminology, forgive me but that's the raw truth of the matter.After sifting th...ough countless responses I liked the pics from this one guy. He had what my body wanted but I wasn't sure his pics were him. Naturally. So he took a pic of himself next to that days newspaper and it was ON! He lived in the valley and I lived over the hill, about an hour drive normally but it was late at night and he raced over so fast I couldn't. My panties were still damp from my wearing and Henri using them. I can smell him and I can smell myself.Holding them up gingerly by the waistband, I let them fall open. Why am I so curious? Because I want to look. It is that simple. I want to see.The crotch of my panties is still soaking wet from the intense fondling Henri had provided me. One way and another he had caressed and felt my legs and pussy from New York to Paris. Above the crotch was a thicker creamier wet substance thoroughly. Was it true that they had an insatiable appetite for sex and loved being with white girls? Were their stamina and legendary abilities and capabilities true? She had always looked and wondered what it would be like to be taken by a Black.First I told her Blacks loved all women; white, Black, Asian, Hispanic, Blue, Pink, Green, it didn’t matter which seemed to put her at easy and bring on more laughter. I explained I couldn’t answer for all women, only my experience and preference, but none could. ." I started to sob."Shut up and relax, Sophie, there's a good girl." He said, forcefully.Sobbing silently I closed my eyes for a few moments and accepted my fate."Yes, that's it, Sophie, just relax and everything will be ok." He panted.I found myself staring up at the corner of the ceiling as Rob climbed all over me, kissing my neck and rubbing my breasts over the bra. With the bra so tight my breasts quickly fell out of the cups and Rob took them in turns into his mouth before unclasping the.