In fact, it was starting to make her a little jealous. Before Lisa-Ann could say anything The Owl noticed her on the stairs watching.The Owl: “Whoa!... Look! The Mama Ho is up again! Javon, bring that bitch over here.”Javon led Lisa-Ann down the rest of the stairs and brought her to the middle of the living room and she was laid down on the floor. Ronald straddled her head and put his cock into her mouth and The Owl got between her legs and filled her pussy to the hilt. Lisa-Ann was once again in. I look up at him and we kiss deeply, our tongues dancing in and out of our mouths. I turn and kiss Chad the same way. I take a cock in each hand and slowly stroke them getting down on my knees.As the water runs over Chad's shoulders, down his chest, I take his cock in my mouth. I nip at the tip and run my tongue down the shaft then I suck him clear down my throat he lets out a deep moan, “Ohh!” I continue to stroke Mike's cock as I suck Chad. Mike takes my hair in his hands and grabs my head. A black man with graying hair stepped from the passenger’s side. “You must be Robert,” said the older man extending his hand. “I’m Don and this is Michael.”“Hi,” said Robert. The other Donovans walked up at that point, so introductions were made all around.“Aaron told me,” said Don, “that your parents were out all night in that storm?”“Yeah,” Robert said, “they went for a picnic in our canoe yesterday and we haven’t seen them since.”“Where did they go?” Michael asked.Jules said quickly, “That’s. Indeed, I WANTED to be in that position with Ahmed, or with any other African immigrant male Alicia and I might know in the future.Though I know that not a small number of my fellow 'whites' (Caucasians, etc.) typically look at young African men like Ahmed with trepidation, and I think their feelings are justified, but not because I agree with their racist motivations for it, but because our long history of mistreatment and exploitation of Africa, and it's peoples, is so incredibly shameful..