It took a few breaths for her to regain her composure, giving time for Scott to watch as her chest heaved in and out after her exertion. Bitch she mig...ht be, but she had great tits."What can I do for you, Candy." Scott asked."Didn't you get my note?" The black girl asked. "When I saw you at the library I thought..." You sent that note?" Scott asked, cutting her off in mid-sentence."Of course, I wanted to talk to you about helping me with the report for Mr. Grogan's class." She said, flashing him. Could sense her desire to pull away. This was no wanton slut but a respectably happily married wife. His cock lurched harder and he pulled her against it as his hands grasped her round firm bottom.He was going to enjoy this!Dan was frozen in position as he stared at his African boss paw his wife. Why wasn't she pushing him away?Gemma was in shock and confusion. The large cock of her husband's boss ground against her. She could feel its heat and hardness. What had she got into? His soft lips. She was wearing a man's shirt tied to make a kind of halter and a pair of ragged jeans and boots, her usual around-camp wear. "Well, how'd it go, Henry? Hurry up, tell me!" she urged eagerly. Nearly an hour had passed since he came over here through the wooded thicket to dump that powerful aphrodisiac into the new blonde's drink, and she was beside herself with expectant curiosity."She took it like mother's milk," he grinned in the macabre yellow glare of the trailer's outside bulb. "Shouldn't. I’m almost seventeen, and our attorney is going to have me testify. I’m not much bigger now than I was at fourteen, except for my tits. Ann Logan will testify, and we know what she will say now. Our attorney also tells me that some girls who didn’t like me before will testify for me now if needed because they had been date raped by some of the rich football boys.The trial went quickly and uneventfully because the boys really had no defense. The jury convicted them after only an hour of.