I began to notice that all of the Black guys were usually packing a lot of meat! I spent four years at OSU, and countless hours sucking cocks at the "...World". During that time I swallowed hundreds of loads from cocks of every shape, size, and color. As I set in the rear of the theater with a clear view of the lady's room door, I would always keep my eyes open for any Black guys that were lurking near there. Right before graduation the "World" had an all weekend 24 hour movie marathon featuring. Had she been fingering herself in these just moments ago? Had she been doing exactly what I’d imagined? I certainly couldn’t see any cum where I thought I missed it when I cleaned up.My cock was now as hard as it had been twice this morning. Surely not another wank was possible but as I lower her panties to run across my helmet I almost nutted the wall as I jerked forward. A million little electric shocks run over my sensitive purple hat. It felt good. No it felt brilliant. So I did it. It was, understandably, a fairly silent shopping expedition and they did not stay for lunch. It was not planned anyway.Wendy was now in a dilemma. It had been there for several weeks but Betty's saying that she was on the list of 'suitoresses' had brought it to a head. She had been fully aware that Henrietta had had her eye on Tim, if only as a plaything, but she had been aware of Tim's feelings about her. The row had been almost inevitable. Betty though was a different kettle of fish. She knew. ”“I’d like to be.” Jess spoke up first. “You keep having Lidie kiss me or touch me and I don’t want you to be with any other girl. So I don’t want to be with any other girl.”“Dude, you won the prize of number 2 girl!” Nisha snorted. “Look, listen to, to blonde bimbo. We’re his whores.”“Number 2 girl?” Talsy said. “Fuck no! Adelaide’s number 1, yeah. I’m number 2. I put in the work. These are just your work whores.”“It’s more of a rank than a full counting.” Lidie added. “Like number 1 is.