She smiled, telling me she was ready to give me the pleasure I needed…I took off my skirt and panties; positioning myself on the bed with my arse in... the air, waiting to be mounted by that nice black dick. My pussy was dripping wet and hungry for her cock. After a bit of teasing, while she rubbed her huge black dick at my pussy entrance, she started to mount me. I gave out a loud cry in ecstasy as I took that black cock full length inside me. It stretched and filled my little white pussy so. He was just a boy, after all. He wasn'tabout to trip me up or catch me with such a simple parlor trick. Iwas no one's fool; I hadn't been born yesterday. As a result, everytime he repeated one of his questions, I simply made certain that Ianswered it exactly as I'd answered it the first time.But he certainly was asking me a lot of questions. And a lot of themwere just so repetitious... in the extreme. But no matter how manytimes he asked me the same dumb old question, he got exactly the. Amy found herself lonely each day that week, an emotion that she was mostly familiar with though. She'd grown up an orphan, and had never been adopted, so she was used to being alone. But her childhood also made her self-sufficient, so feeling lonely was an emotion she usually repressed fairly easily. However, this week, her loneliness was too strong.It was only natural for her to have joined the military after high school. Despite her intelligence and good test scores, she never put much work. I wanted her to be willing to try new things sexually and in life in general. The thing was, I knew that I wasn’t going to get the changes I wanted, unless I trained her to want them.“Training” is a hard word, perhaps “conditioning” is a better one. Certainly any physical changes would require a type of training but the other changes would really be more of an attitude adjustment. The physical side should be fairly simple to achieve as Susie had once been a fitness nut and often expressed the.