My heart pounded in anticipation of what I was about to do. I reached out and gently stroked the filly’s slit. My fingers entered her again and I be...gan slowly moving them in and out. Soon my hand was wet with the filly's juices. I inserted two, then three fingers in her, stroking the sides and top of her vagina. She seemed to like it, as her slit flared again and again. Feeling bolder, I stepped down off the crate and bent down, putting my face real close to the filly's slit. I touched my. A rat, a coward, hiding behind a facade of concern and duty.When she first knew him, Daniel was young, handsome and appeared to be a charming and mature gentleman. Marina had considered him a new friend and would have liked him to have been more than just friendly, however unlikely that appeared to be. No, this Daniel was in reality no kindly friend, he was a sly deceiver, only pretending to be a caring idealist working tirelessly for the benefit of our society. Marina now knew that Daniel had. Whenever we arrived at the place of festivities I could literally count to ten and before I was through, he would hiss at me: ‘So, I’m a token nigger again’. Of course that was not true. None of those parties were exclusively for people of one race, but I just happened to work in predominantly white office and though that did not bother him on other occasions, the insecurities must have set in when faced with a crowd that we were joining. By the time we were leaving however, he was pleasantly. The base of my happy dick was being squeezed so hard by her seldom opened lips that my ejaculation came much quicker than I wanted. I drained into her with regret knowing that she had not achieved any semblance of a happy ending and I was just robbed of precious minutes of "being on top" time. We were like sparring partners in the bedroom and in all honesty it seemed like we were destined to only engage in fifteen round events.Even the downtime with my new-found love juicy Jill was productive.