I softs rub around her hole, cleaning and arousing. I use my finger to clean out her ass, letting the water running down her back clear the suds. I ca...n’t help but give her poor abused asshole a kiss, causing her to moan loudly. I hear an answering moan from the bed and realise you must be watching us. I turn Lisa slightly, hoping to give you a better view, and use my tongue to lick around the red, sore bud. Lisa moves her hands to spread her cheeks, and I take my still soapy hands and run them. Donna never took her eyes off from Steve. She did the best job of masturbating that she could. Somehow Steve had figured out her secret desire. She was an exhibitionist and had never really had the chance to explore it much.Steve took Donna into a men’s restroom in a park. He lifted her up on the gross sink and thrust his cock into her just as hard as he could. The excitement was too much for him and he came way too early. When Donna asked if she should clean up Steve said no. He wanted his cum. And that means, you keep your finger in one or the other and show them to all these niggers. Do you get it Bitch?”I nodded my head and started to climb onto the table when she hit me in my right tit with her fist and knocked me to the floor. I lay there confused and trying to catch my breath. She walked over to where I lay on the floor rolling around, looked down and spit on me. “That’s what I think of you Cunt. You think every nigger in here likes your fat white ass better than this nigger. You take hold of my hand and guide my fingers to the top part. You slide them just under the material and explain there's an extra layer on these panties, front and back, a pocket of sorts. My fingers are now surrounded by the material on all sides. You’re watching my face so you see when I fully understand the significance. They are like a panty pussy, with an opening for my cock.You then guide me to lay on the bed, as you roll over and climb on top of me. You lean forward to kiss me, running.