He really played me. I still love him; but I also felt used and manipulated. A part of me liked that, but another part of me experienced the opening... up of some old wounds having to do with sexual experiences I had when I was way too young to have them: and how other people used me when I couldn’t have really known what was going on. So, you can say that my third black cock, the one that this story is about, was kind of a revenge fuck. And this time I was the manipulator. Also, since Glenn. I swam over to him and he took me in his arms and said, "Mom isn't this nice?" And I replied it felt wonderful. I wrapped my legs around his and kissed him on the mouth. He ran his fingers through my hair. I asked, "What if somebody sees?" Ignoring my question he kissed me back and began feeling my breasts. He said, "Mom I like this material and I think you look great in it." I said thank you and reminded him that I always buy things that I think he would approve of. And he kissed me even more. I closed my eyes and moaned softly, as my long fingers rubbed my swollen clit. My beloved Victor had not fucked me properly for the last two weeks; so I was horny as hell.I thought about letting these pool guys to take me; but Victor warned me to be careful, since both of them were just college guys, too young for me…I thought I had herd the gate opening; but I opened my eyes and saw nobody there. So, I kept touching myself and moaning.But I suddenly heard some footsteps and somebody giggling.I. I rolled her over again with her panty covered pussy waiting for? I didn't want her to back out so I licked her through her panty to see her reaction she promptly slid them down past my lips and off. She said come on dive in eat my pussy be my pussy clean up boy. I began to lick her sweet pussy lips and she began her story of her first day at the diner. She said that she didn't know when she was applying that most of the customers were horney black males who liked their white waitress a lot for.