You can shout and scream if you want…”I answered softly, as I leant to kiss her sweet red lips.Jerome then said he had a surprise for us and he op...ened the bedroom’s door, to let some other black men in.Three black guys entered the bedroom, all of them with their own black owned white married sluts. Among these married bitches came my girlfriend Maura, dressed like a real street hooker. She was wearing a red dress and the bitch bent over in front of me, just to show me that she was not wearing. For 13 years they were very easy. Then she turned 16 and all hell broke loose.My mom - April raised me very conservatively. When I was starting to have curves the panties and bras I was allowed to wear were simply awful. My friends wore frilly, girly panties and bras. Finally mom and I had it out when I was f******n and I started picking my own lingirie. Mom was gone every Friday and Saturday night. My cousin Pam would baby sit me until I was about f******n. Pam was like a big sister. I. ' "Mindy, are you in there?" "I'm sorry, I'd go with the blue strapless one," I said, after glancing at both dresses for a minute. "Classy lady, aren't you?" she pondered, putting the other dress down. She slipped into the dress and turned around. "Would you zip me up?" As my body shook nonstop, I ambled to her and zipped up the dress. "You look sexy, Marla," I complimented her, looking at her in the mirror she had in there. "Thank you, well, that will be all," she told me, before she turned to. Zach. I whisper. Please. His hand moves away from my pussy and he lets my leg down. His hand starts to slide all over my body and I groan in frustration trying to pull away from him. I feel his lips against my her as he pulls me tighter against him You want me. he states. Yes. I whisper, no longer trying to pull away from him. Say it. His hands slide my to my breasts and cup them as he command me. I want you. I say softly, closing my eyes tightly as the blindfold becomes wet and presses against.