The just held her firmly, and hardly reacted at all. She exhausted herself, to a degree, and just lay there with her chest heaving up and down from t...he effort – exciting every one in the room greatly.As the two originaly captors continued to holde her hair, ankle, and hands, a new man came forward and promptly reached under her waist to find the clip and zipper on her skirt. Kate started and had another bout of bucking and shrieking, but it was too late. The man easily slipped the skirt down. By now I had begun to dream of him naked and at night when was asleep I would touch my cock and jerk off watching him. Mark never knew what was going on in my dirty mind. One evening after we had finished our lessons he asked me if would apply hair removing cream on his backs and help him with it. I was happy with the thought of getting to touch his body with my hands which I had been always thinking off. I agreed and so he removed his T shirt. He did not have anything above waist. He also. ." I just about said 'aremen' but stopped myself."Have a dick?" she offered after an awkward silence. "Yeah, that's whyit's called Dickies."I processed that information as I took a sip of my second beer but Ialmost choked in surprise as a sweet creamy liquid hit my tongue.Turning the bottle around I saw the label, 'Dickie's milk.' It readbelow the bar's logo. 'A creamy smooth pina colada.' "Not quite what Iwas expecting," I coughed.Camille reached out and wrapped her hand around mine,. I had better luck with this because several said, sure why not. This allowed me to imagine that she had just fucked a Black Man and he had cum in her, while I was licking her sweet pussy. This always got me rock hard and when I would think about me not being allowed to fuck her myself I got even harder.Then my dream came true. I met a pretty, 30 something white female and found out that she only fucks Black Men. I immediately clued her in on how much that turned me on. She was surprised but at.