She was drenched with her own juices and I could feel the cool moist feeling on the back of my hand of her soaked panties. I rubbed my middle finger ...up and down her slit and she writhed, grinding against it looking for more pressure on her pussy. I had stopped kissing her, but our noses were still touching, staring into each other's eyes. I could feel her breath as she panted and I'm sure she could feel mine. I put my soaked middle finger in my mouth tasting her. I was perfect. All pussies. She led me silently over to the wooden island in the kitchen of the cabin. My stomach clench with anticipation. I hopped up onto the table adn layed back adn she climbed ontop of me so we were in 69 position. Her moist slit was inches from my mouth and my heart raced. I had always been strangely attracted to her. Simahs finger pushed in me abrubtly and i opened my mouth in shock. She used the opportunity to lower herself onto my parted lips. My tongue pushed its way into her and she maoned. Her. " Please girl, tell your mom what they did to you." Both of the black bastards stripped me and violated my body. I was drunk and they used me like a slave. I have never had a man, let alone a black man, do such nasty things to me ... never. kassem used me twice and so did the other African. It was humiliating ... horrible, yet for some reason my body had numerous orgasms ... I can't explain it," rashi revealed."Mother, did they harm you?" "Yes, they did. Basically in the same fashion .... Thank you for your amazing response and feedback on the previous story. I was so amazed by the positive response I got from it.This story is about sercise for my mom. Please read it till the end and kindly share your opinions and suggestions. Feedbacks are welcome with an open-heart at This story is a continuation of the previous part, Please read it first for a better erotic experience.Finally, after completing my 12th class with a good score and seeing my mom smile after nearly 4 months.