The black man looked at me from my head to my high heels in silence and then spoke again as he stared directly at my cleavage. "Show me your nice tits..., bitch… if you want to use my phone”"Excuse me? I'm just asking to use the phone." I said angrily."If you want to use the phone, you have to show me your boobs”I turned back and threw open the door, stepping outside.I decided to walk away, but then I heard footsteps and voices. Across an open lot were six young boys; apparently they were black. "I'm engaged. Tonight is my last night at the conference before I go home to get married next week." "Wow, I didn't know. Hope I gave you a good last thing!" I smiled, chuckling softly. "Fulfilled almost all of my fantasies. Oh god that was good." "Almost?" She smiled. "Yup, almost." "What did I leave out Miss Kelli?" "Welllllll..." she stalled, smiling."Oooooooooh, go slow... Mmmmmm!" she moaned, watching inch after inch of my big meat disappear into her ass. "Oh GOD I love a big dick in my. You have to get past these girls, they can't leave their lines, if they touch you, then you have to go back to the start. You have 10 minutes to get to the other side and get the ball without using any powers, starting now," said Miss Adams blowing a whistle.I assessed my chances, it didn't look good, but then I didn't want to get a detention. I made a run for it, the first girl tackled me, knocking me painfully to the hard wooden floor of the gym.Miss Adams actually laughed at that. I tried a. A very sexy slow dance. It was a perfect song for hot sweaty tight slow dances. When she and John danced to it, her nipples were hard, her legs were around his and her chest flush with desire. I could see her pressing her body into his and her breasts onto his chest. John would press his erection into her. It always got me hard watching them dance. When I danced with her I'd press my erection on her mound and whisper to her how I loved our sexy life. Carol was a favorite of the house band. She.