Although the things she was doing were pleasurable, Joyce's actions thusfar had only gotten her hotter. The source of that heat seemed to bebetween he...r legs and she thought she knew what she had to do. She pulledher panties off and ran her fingers through her pubic hair, covering hervulva with her hand. Beneath her fingers the velvety folds of her labiawere like rose petals amidst the curly thatch. Tenderly, she slipped afinger between those lips and into her vagina. Whatever her. He looked at her as she repeated her request. "Fuck me! I want you now!" Tom and Bailee frantically lost their clothing in a flurry of shirts, pants, and underwear. Now naked save Bailee's panties, they laid back on the bed, Bailee on her back with Tom on one elbow kissing her and working his way down her body to her now bare breasts. He kissed her neck, then her chest, before arriving at her soft full breasts. He looked at her once more and seeing the desperate pleading look in her eyes, took. In her fear and under the duress of such physical abuse, she had become putty in the black man’s hands for him to mold as he pleased. Being secured now by the man’s hands on her curvaceous hips, her now flaming red ass was pulled up into the air toward him, leaving her face pressed down upon the mattress and her knees planted on the edge of the bed.Michelle seemed to have regained some of her senses. She shrieked in fright now, certain suddenly that the man’s intention was to assault her in. ”“You’ll meet some handsome guy up there in the city,” he said. “He’ll want you as much as I do.”“But will I want him?” she asked, her face buried in his chest.“Time will tell,” he said. “You have to want that to happen. Don’t waste as much time as I did.”She looked up at him. “You didn’t waste your time,” she said. “You made my sisters very happy.”“I almost ruined everything,” he said, his face serious. “And if I got you pregnant, it may still ruin things.”“I don’t think you did,” she.