Dave stroked himself and eventually shot a load of cream into the air. Johnny marveled at the sight. When Dave calmed down, he picked up some cream ...on one finger and put it into his mouth. Johnny: What does it taste like?Dave: Like LOVE.Johnny: Can I taste it?Dave: If you work hard after school tomorrow, I may be able to give you some of my love.Dave warmed up by watching some porn and stroking his cock before Johnny arrived. A little work on Johnny’s part and Dave fountained into his. I move one of her legs over my shoulder, and take in her shaven pussy. I press my lips against the inside of her thighs and work my way slowly to her slit. Her juices had her glistening by the time I got there. I ran my tongue from the bottom of her slit through her lips past her clit in one long pass. She let out a soft moan as her hands pushed the back of my head deeper into her. I licked her slowly as pressed my tongue hard against her clit as I passed it. I felt her fingernails dig into the. The girl in front pulled away, with a smile. Another girl sort of floated up, legs first, on a futon kind of thing carried or guided by four other girls. Her legs were lifted and spread, opening up her beautiful pussy. Her pale breasts were sticking up proudly, combining with her legs to obscure her face. As they moved her toward me, the two girls on my hands reached under my arms to support my weight and used their other hands to guide my rock hard cock into her. A part of me was blown away by. I was struggling with the devil, but I was also the devil.I want the world of sexual hedonism, but I want to love good people, and I want the light of God. I don't want to lose my soul, and I my evil is hidden within the fold. It is in a place that only God and Satan can see it. God and Satan lead me home. I hate neither of them. I love them both. I am black, but that does not absolve me of guilt. Being black is not my entertainment. My name is Tyrone Quin.My two favorite women are as different.