“You know what to do,” I could almost hear it croon.Should I? I thought nervously.Could I? It wouldn’t be possible to take anything off or sprea...d my legs wide enough. I couldn’t help things along by moving my hips.Would anyone really know, if I was discreet?How discreet could I be?I raised myself to glance around and make sure my top towel was in place. This time, as I lay back down, I made sure the towel was also covering my right arm, which angled beneath me until my hand reached my swimsuit. He walks among us and no one can detect his ability. By the time the white women he targets realize what he is its way too late. I am Karen. I was fueling my car when Marcus pulled up to the pump right behind my car. He was very neat casually dressed and stepped with a stride that made him seem uppity. He made a purchase and then returned to his car. He stared me and said, "I don't need gas, I need your white pussy". It was that moment that I felt like I was outside myself. In my head I could. Going up the back stairs in bypassed anyone going to work. I knocked on the door. When it opened, Mark was standing there with his robe wide open. The hair on his chest and crotch had turned gray a few years ago and some have gone white. His dick hung limp and balls hung lower. For some reason I felt comfortable seeing him like that, I guess he reminded me of my grandfather. I stepped towards him and he closed his robe around me. Resting my head against his chest I felt safe. Mark said softly,. ”“Exactly,” Skylar interrupted. She couldn’t take it anymore. She rushed into his arms and arched her neck so she could kiss him. She kissed him with every fiber of her being, pouring out all her doubts, her fears, and her love into that one kiss. At first, Ben wasn’t sure what was going on, but quickly wrapped his arms around her and drew her closer.She backed into the counter of the kitchenette and felt herself being hoisted up onto the counter. He was kissing her neck and running his hands.