"You beautiful, beautiful boy..." I sigh.He lifts his head and looks down at me, into my the deep blueness of my eyes with the sweetest smile. I smile... back, just as lovingly. Peter pushes apart my legs and kneels in between them, propping himself over me with his hands on either side of my head for support. "Oh..." I whimper, as he lowers himself down until I feel his still-hard cock poke at my drenched underwear through my dress. I grab a handful of his hair with both hands and sigh as he. I moved away to a darker corner of her room and started slowly to stroke my hard aching cock, looking at her legs and body wishing that she would open them so I could look at her in all of her naked glory, as I kept stroking I grew bolder and got closer, she kept sleeping so I started to touch her with my other hand and grabbed my cock feeling it pulsate in my hand,I started to raise her dress and saw that she didn’t have any panties on, I could feel my cum boiling in my balls and I lost all. No one slept in Trish’s room, a guy and a girl camped out in the living room and another couple in the basement. What did please me was how neat the house was. Major messes were in trash bags and a few empties in the kitchen. I started a pot of coffee and rushed off to shower quickly. I grabbed clean clothes and went to the bathroom to shower and dress. Trish was awake when I left the bathroom, she sat on the edge of the bed, looking at me. ‘Morning Trish. I hope you had a nice sleep. I know I. I bet she loved your big black fucker up her little nigger girl cunt. I heard you raped a white woman in one of the dorm rooms." "No sir.." he gobbled up more turd. "She made me do it sir. Honest. She wanted my big black snake." sir. Honest. She wanted my big black snake." ?Are you saying I should believe a dirty filthy nigger above the word of a nice white college girl?" ?No sir." he said, averting his eyes, and finishing the last of the shit. ?And how did the nice white southern college boy.