The black lifeguards were also getting a lot of attention from the ladies too, each one already fucking several and the season had just started.What r...eally sent shivers of jealousy up Fred's spine was that the black man had a big cock. He glanced down at the black man's crotch, even now there was this huge, obscene bulge taunting him with its superiority and Fred had always been proud of his six inch dick. It had never failed him and was thicker then most men. It wasn't just Booker either,. It was a great feeling smoking a pipe without the Santa accessories. She watched me and came to sit beside me again. "Oh, you're so sexy with that pipe in your mouth! You're already making me hot again!" she gasped. I was already rock-hard again. Smoking this pipe made me feel so powerful, so manly! I started to tease her by gently brushing the hot bowl of the pipe against her nipples. She enjoyed it a lot. I applied the bowl on her clit and started to puff very quickly on it. Not a good. If I did go I could prove him wrong. But what if once I got there he wore me down and we ended up having sex again? I tried to tell myself that I was being ridiculous. I was grown woman and I could take care of myself. I simply wouldn’t let Derek Greene get the better of me. I purposely took my time driving across town to Derek’s house. Once I got there I parked up and sat in my car for ten minutes, questioning my options and deliberating about what I should do. What’s the worst that can. I knew a good way for us to hook up later, but didn’t want to seem eager so I waited to send him directions. I focused and got myself together. Took a shower, let my hair dry, my nails still looked good and I had shaved the day before. I knew I would have time to kill before we hooked up, so I dressed to impress. Who? Well everyone of course! Tonight would be panty free. I pulled on some lavender pantyhose I had removed the crotch from. I do that with most of my hosiery. With my sexual.