When it got dark she ambled over to the dorms, finishing up a bag of Doritos. She caught sight of Dawn again, walking out of the dining hall with a co...uple of girls and now sporting a red leather trench, her smooth hair ratted up to match her dark eye makeup. Faith guessed what kind of an evening they had in mind, and followed them to the subway station.The three girls sparked up in the alley outside the club, which was not much of a surprise. The skunky smell floated down to Faith, lounging. Jason continued to flood her pussy and bathe her cervix with its first taste of cum. As her orgasm ebbed, she sighed and lowered her head back down to her desk. Jason again patted her ass. “How was that, Rebecca?” “Jason, I've never felt anything like it. It hurt at first, but soon felt wonderful.” “Good. Now I'm going to fuck your ass. You need to realize how much of a pain in the ass you are to those around you.” “Please don't. I'm afraid it will hurt too much. Please, if you must fuck. It's not polite to let it stick straight out like that."And I would say, "I know. I'm sorry mom. It's just that sometimes the tip gets stuck against my pants as it starts getting hard and then it just stays there as it gets bigger."She said, "I know it's not your fault dear. But don't worry. All young boys and men get hard-ons. It's a normal thing to happen. But proper young gentlemen do not call attention to their hard-ons by letting them stick out like a flagpole. Whenever that happens just. The mild breeze made my summer dress billow and the humidity made the halter cling to my breasts. I was happy, here I was walking with my hubby as other men were looking at me with lust desire; but deep inside I knew that during that week there, I would fuck a well hung black man…My girlfriend Helena had recommended me that Jamaican resort at the beach, telling me she had come here last year and had been fucked by four different black guys during a whole week. And the best part, her husband.