We sat on the carpet and passed the pipe around. Emily's vagina was dripping wet. She leaned over and kissed me. I kissed her back and opened her mout...h as we frenched. John watched and smoked as I placed my hands on her tits and caressed them. Her nipples were as hard as diamonds in my palm. I felt her fingers wrap around my cock. John took a deep hit and began to cough. We broke our kiss to see if he was all right. It took him a minute or two to recover. "Wow. That was some hit!" he said,. " Who says," giggled Bonnie."Oh sure, with all those college boys fawning at my feet I'm going to have to get a stick to fight them off with." Laura responded playfully."You just ended your sentence with a preposition. I bet hubby wouldn't approve," smiled Vivian changing the subject."Speaking of which, hubby won't approve if I don't get those cookies baked for the departmental social this evening." Still entertaining the campus fuddy-duddies?" laughed Vivian."Of course. If it weren't for. Jerome's cock exploded in my pussy, "That's it baby knock me up again, OHHHHHHHHH!" Jerome's seed was pelting my womb. I was in a state of euphoria again. Jerome lay on top of me when he finally stopped injecting my pussy with cum, "Whore! what did you say?" I got scared just then."Jerome, I said knock me up again." "There's no proof of that." "Jerome I told you I would not do that, you don't have to admit it because I know, That's all that I need." "You're just a Black Cock Whore! you know. It covered most of my chest and finishedat about my sternum, leaving my tummy bare, and my shoulders as well.It was just as well I was quite fit. It would have looked terrible witha flabby stomach sticking out, or saggy arm muscles.When I say I wore trainers to the club, I did, but they weren't theusual dirty pair of trainers you'd wear to the gym. They were new(bought with my tips) and a very bright white. So there I was, in mynew outfit. White cycling shorts, a sports top and white trainers.