At 5 pm, the guests started to arrive. All of them were segregationists.They made a comment about those three niggers (two were there in theroom, lis...tening to that). Stephan said that's just the services like theolden days when the niggers were slaves. All of the guests were laughingabout his statement.When they sat down at the long dining table, they raised a toast to theC.S.A., President Davis and General Robert E. Lee. They talked aboutpolitics and current news.After 2 ? hours, Stephen. I cried out loud, almost as if I were sobbing. The little room filled with my voice, and the scents of our mingled juices. The young man laughed delightedly at me and watched my face as I gulped in breaths of air. My pussy tightened even more after I came, and I knew my intense wet tightness was milking the young man off his very last reserve. He shifted his body and tried to fuck me a little less harder, but it was no used because just a few seconds later he came too, drawing out a harsh cry. "Greg chuckled and shook his head. Lynn gave his crotch a squeeze and removed her hand. When Dave got into the car, Greg took off. He stayed off the main roads on the way to his house to avoid the cops."Where are we going?" Dave said."We're going to our house to party," Lynn said. "Do you want to go too?"Dave shrugged his shoulders. Lynn put her hand on his leg and moved her hand up toward his crotch. "I want you to, Dave." Who am I to deny a hot chick?" Dave said with a chuckle.Greg stopped at. I am thrown on the bed which protests with a groan, I must try to afford another. Predictably he raises my legs and peers under the dress which, despite the tightness slips up my legs and affords a brief view of stockings. Grabbing a foot he takes the toe of a shoe in his mouth and sucks hard, I giggle then moan in simulated ecstasy. The shoe is removed and now there is no simulation as I adore it when my toes are sucked, and I moan. The piercing blue eyes stare into mine then, to my relief.