"I..." I didn't know what to say. With a smile, he leaned over and kissed my lips. His soft lips touched mine. Chills shot down my back and through my... whole body. "You...you..." I stammered. "What?" he said with a smile. I looked at him with a shocked look on my face. "You know Megan, I really like you. You're intelligent, and funny and absolutely gorgeous," "Er...really?" I smiled "Yes! Why would I lie to you?" he kissed my lips again. I couldn't help myself, I touched his cheek softly. All of. Bobby saw her discomfort and felt her jerk. ‘Am I hurting you?’ he asked. Lisa, quaking with excitement, was unable to reply. She shook her head. ‘Do you want me to stop?’ he asked. The sensible part of Lisa’s mind screamed, ‘Yes! Yes! Get away from me!’ but her body was no longer paying heed to her conscience. Instead, her head moved from side to side. ‘What is the matter with me?’ she thought desperately. ‘Why can’t I stop him?’ Bobby slid his hand to the elastic waist of Lisa’s pantyhose,. "Yeah", agreed Kate.They pulled into the parking lot, and all got out. They had enough time to go in and sit for a few minutes, so they did. Warren and Sophia got into a discussion about their first Grand Prix event, in Kiev in a couple weeks. David and Kate were both shy, so they spent a lot of time just kind of sitting there, stealing glances from one another."Is Kate short for something?" David asked."Katherine. With a K." I always liked that name." Dave sipped his coffee. "Did you live in. But my Black Master had delivered me to a bunch of his good old friends. Jerome had brought me to a local motel and there some black men had fucked me wildly all night long…When Jerome brought me back to his car; my legs were still shaking from the brutal fucking that I had just experienced. The large black plug that it been shoved in my ass was still causing me some pain and I could feel the sticky cum of those black men leaking past that thing.My black lover kissed my hand and told me he was.