At her building I considered for a momenthow I would explain my underclothes and my body as we went to bed. Idecided that I could do it without even ...mentioning it. Just throw mycamisole and panties in the corner and fuck her brains out. But Irealised that I was not aroused. I realised that I was interested inher as a person, not sex object. I liked her style. I mean I liked howshe looked. I liked her dress. I liked her hair and makeup. I wouldhave liked to have been her, standing there. I hit the restroom and then back at the car, my head was in a whirl. I knew something bad was going to happen. I just knew it.I dialed Carol's number on the cell phone... no answer. I left a message to call me on my cellular as soon as she got this message. I dialed home... no answer. I left the same message Where the hell were they? I sat there for a while trying to shake the feeling but it just got worse. I decided to go ahead and get Carol and head back home immediately. If Peggy was going. It was more like an oversized clit to be honest, only 5 inches at it’s maximum. Was he right I thought? Is that why I give myself so freely to black men? I crave the power they hold between their legs, those massive black cocks cumming in my mouth and ass? “Turn around”, he spoke again. I turned for him to see my ass. Soft and white, round and plump. My body was shaved smooth, John liked me smooth. He reached over and firmly grabbed one ass cheek with his left hand, looked over at John and said. I almost couldn’t believe that I drank so much cum either but it sure was good and there were still six guys left who had not cum yet. Someone asked how I was going to top that phenomenal performance when Karen came up with an outrageous suggestion. From out of the depths of Karen’s perverted mind came the devilishly insane idea that the remaining six guys fuck her pussy and cum inside her cunt taking care not to spill a precious drop. Then with her vagina full of creamy cum she wanted me to.