I figured that was just so much hype spread by blacks to lure white women to them. I could see a particular black man being better than one's husband....I had already experienced that most other men were better than my husband. And, as far as blacks having bigger cocks, I had already had a white guy with a 10 inch cock.I was confused, and really resisted. I wasn't sure that I wanted to fuck somebody from what I was taught was an inferior race.As I always do, I eventually gave in to Ed. I was at. Her for being so almost brazen and me for being the fortunate one who was going to soon be enjoying her offerings.I did not have to wait long. On the drive back to my place your wife asked me if I had enjoyed watching her show off like that. Then she reached over at me in determination not waiting for a reply. I shifted in my seat to help her while bracing myself to keep the car on the road. How cool her touch felt as she wrapped her small hand around the swollen answer she was looking. He even had a list on his computer, complete with names, dates and if the event had been 'voluntary' or 'involuntary'. There were a remarkable number of involuntary notations, AKA 'rapes', and that had caused an even greater uproar, as most had never been reported. The few that had been reported to the local police or school counselors had been dismissed as post-coital regrets by the girls involved.But it was not just the guys who had been involved in Janey's rape. There was jealousy on the. His smile was warm and welcoming, and she saw that he, too, had recently experienced something like what she'd felt last night.She stood, stripped off the apron and walked toward him. He opened his arms and she slid into them and kissed him. Heat blazed into life, engulfing her body. Her breath caught as he returned her kiss and her sex swelled, getting even wetter than it had been."Well, now," said Ken, "I would have thought you'd have been worn out from the weekend." Oh no, Master Ken! I know.