Darling, you're still hard. Has it always been that way? Your father would wilt after we did it. I suppose its the water or something, I never even kn...ew what an orgasm was. No, no, don't take it out dear. Lets see if we can last a little longer this time. This is fucking, isn't it? I love it. and you're my handsome boy, so virile, with such a nice big cock. Oh I like to feel it deep like that, stroking, fuck me Ham, make me your perfect lover..."She sat up and held my eyes as her hips writhed. Claire had to want to look her sexy best in front of Cruceaux, and now she had a girl she'd barely met squeezing her hand tightly like a frightened little sister. Naya was mortified. But it was too late to disengage. Damian had already swept down the aisle to survey them, and his eyes had already taken keen note of their joined hands.What was Claire thinking? Naya imagined that the blonde woman was furious with her. She had ruined the night for both of them. But instead Claire remained still,. Then like the negro knew what to do, I hear the belt being loosend, and his pants falling down, and the snap of his underwear as he attempted to pull them down past his long negro root. As I felt his hands grip my hips, I started to tense up, and my heart was racing, as I felt the tip of his penis touch my hairy lips. I knew then there was no turing back. Very quickly the negro slammed his root inside my vagina. I almost was pushed to the front of the bed if it wasnt he was holding my hips.. But Ana then told me she was in the mood for hard sex; involving other men of course. She asked to get some black guys to fuck her.I made just two phone calls and set things up.Ana was satisfied about hearing that some black men would meet her at the dance club on the next evening…Anita came downstairs wearing a tiny black halter top, her shortest jean skirt and a pair of sexy black stilettos…She looked really like a bitch in heat.When we arrived at the club to meet my friends; they all were.