Most were all for a program like the one I’d stumbled onto. Two were totally opposed to it for some reason.My people were waiting for me when I got ...through, and they took me to a soul food kitchen they’d found. I noted I was the only white face in the crowded dining room, and there was a lull in conversation when we entered. They must have decided I was harmless and the talking went back to a dull roar.Dan started the conversation. “There’s a medium-sized grocery store two blocks over. It’s. ”“Do you mind if I ask where you work?”“Not at all. I’m a secretary at the School Board office. I hear you plan to be a doctor?”“That’s right. As I told Nancy, a very long and difficult path lies ahead. Not just for me, but for whoever walks down that path with me.”“She’s told me. And you go to the Russian church not far from here.”“Yes.”“Loucks isn’t a Russian name, is it?”“No. My dad is of Dutch ancestry. My mom is Russian.”“Mike, I need to get going or I’m going to miss my bus,” Nancy. "Does my prissy little fag want something?" She asked as she thrust her crotch toward my face. Ms Bennett had was wearing white lace top thigh high hose just like I was snd she had bright pink satin hip hugger panties hiding her big `clitty' from my eyes. No question it was in there based on the huge cylinder shaped bulge aimed at the hip and the small dark patch of wetness at the end. I was already in ecstasy and looking up at her, seeing her satin supported breast above me did not help in. She was thrown over a huge rucksack face down and held there an she felt someone move between her legs and a rough hand spread her pussy lips. She screamed behind her tape as the largest dick she had ever known was driven with force into her pussy and huge hot balls slammed her clitoris. It was her turn and none of the 6 men remaining intended to be the weakest. Someone knelt down in front of her on both of their knees whilst they pulled a hand full of her hair backwards causing her head to.