She was wearing shorts and a halter top, although she didn't fill it out as much as her mom or sister."Uh, yeah, I'm Cris. What's your name?" I'm Amy.... That rude bitch that just ran out of here is my lezzie sister Lizzie. And Jackie is still making your bed in your room." Well hi Amy, glad to meet you!" I said, offering my hand.Amy took my hand and shook it, then held onto it, pulling me into the barn and toward what I assumed was my room. We walked into what turned out to be a fair size room. I then went on to New Jersey, where I was the Vice Principal of a middle school for six years before leaving for the job I currently held. I moved back to Virginia with my wife, who I had met while in California, and gained a job as Principal of James Madison High School. "So, tell me," I said, leaning back in my chair slightly, "why did you not stay local for College? Why New Hampshire, of all places?" Change of pace, I wanted something different. The small town was just that - small, so I. Just like in my "Black Cannon" story,I've had many pricks pressed against my thigh.Even after learning the truth,a lot of the straight black guys I was dancing with took me to the parking lot for some "quick relief".I was more than happy to accomodate them but always made them kiss me first.I hunger to be held and kissed by black men.This was my reward for the pleasure I was about to bring them.Sometimes we'd return and I'd hear whispered talk with the expression "never happen".A kiss and a. "I was about to say something but he stuck his cock up my snatch before I could open my mouth."You are a slut. Ms Lee. Say it" I am a slut"He continued thrusting his cock up my cunt. He massaged my ass and thighs making me moan with pleasure.After a short while he shot his juices up my fuck hole and withdrew."Here"He stuck a check into my hand and spanked me on the rear."Get changed"The train stopped. The business man got up and I followed him. I asked directions to the office complex where my.