And when I thought about it,yes,he was a bit right,most of the women in our culture are blacks,while some are just blacks some are rare blacks that ev...en a guy might ditch a fair girl for our ebony black tamil ladies.I watched as she was scratching her pussy with irritation,she got her pussy hair all trimmed,then she stood infront of a mirror and adored her lusty big breasts,she was saying something to herself….”whats she saying man??Can you here it??Is she saying that shes a bitch??Is that wat. Later, after we showered, we were out by the pool. Kelly came out in a bikini and joined us, throwing herself onto the sunbed with Ralph.I wondered how much she really liked him, and how much she just liked to torture me. She knew it hurt me to see them like that. He pulled her tight and kissed her; her young black frame tight against his old white one, his crown of thin white hair against her thick black curls, his pale hand on her dark naked back.He said he was my friend, but he knew how his. They must had been three deep, I could feel my cunt get wet she then brought large suction cups that covered my hanging tits, I have seen one before it was a milking machine, the next feeling I had was someone was putting a gagel like device over my eyes, when it was turned on I could see the room and what I looked like, my cunt tighten around the dildo. a headset was put over my ears and all sound went away, I was in my own world. I felt the strangest feeling like the person tied to a stool. The fur made her easy to find. We talked outside. I stayed in character. I told her that I had never been with an e****t before and was nervous. She smiled. I then told her how gorgeous she was. Prettier than her pictures. She then surprised me and said that dinner would not be necessary. She led me on a stroll. As we walked down a quiet street, she directed me to follow her around a corner. It was a secluded dead end. She asked if I wanted to “see the merchandise.” I sheepishly nodded. Missy.