" He nodded solemnly as if I had just explained bio-nuclear warfare. "That's cool do you wanna dance?"Not that I want to relay heavily on stereotypes ...but where I come from white folk can't dance. Oh they can dance in their on little cliques quite well but I ah . . . er . . . I guess the rest is better unsaid. Well the point is I never danced with a lot of dudes never mind a lot of handsome white dudes and I wasn't prepared when he reached out and grabbed my hand and pulled me onto the dance. We’re taking the Jeep because it handles the snow much better than the Plymouth.We’ll be sure to bring you back pie.See you soon, boy.We love you, Cully.- UsP.S. make sure to do up the dishes. And Merry Christmas, darling.”(Back to The Night of the Drive-Along)It would do no good for me to go first. It had to be Tommy. I wanted to watch him with her and her with him. Girl knew it. Tommy knew it. That’s why she worked on him exclusively.“Tommy, darling, please. I’ll make it good. I want to love. She was being very nice and a little raunchy; in the process making us feel accepted and very comfortable. On the way out our waitress walked a few steps with me, took my hand and gave it a nice squeeze. She told me that I looked very good and it looked like Jack and I were very happy together…we were. She then gave me a little hug and whispered in my ear, “You’re lucky ‘girl’…wish I was gettin’ laid tonight.” On the way to the car Jack held my hand. When he opened the door for me I hesitated,. I saw him pull out of Jenna and roll her on to her back. I could now see why she looked to be in pain. His cock was not only longer than mine, but much, much thicker. Pushing her leather skirt out of the way he plunged his cock straight to the hilt into Jenna’s cunt. Fair play to Jenna, she only grimaced for a second as her pussy was rudely invaded. Her head lay just a few feet away from me, and I watched her expressions change, from pain to what I can only describe as pure pleasure. Her.