"And to be honest, June, when you bent over, sex came to mind, not art." Thought so," she said and laughed gaily."What's so funny?" David said as he s...trolled into the room."Dwayne thinks my ass is a work of art," June said."Nothing funny about that," David said as he sat next to Dwayne."You had to be here," Dwayne said, blushing.David nodded as June put a cup of coffee in front of him. "I suppose, but you're right about June's backside, Dwayne. It is, indeed, a work of art. I particularly enjoy. . oh, please, please don't stop ... don't you stop. You're killing me ... oh fuck me, Jimmy. Fuck me harder!"And that was just what I did, I fucked and pounded her as hard as I could, feeling the drumbeat in my chest as sweat poured and dropped from my face while she kept up with her loud screaming as she too drove herself back at me each time I dick came out of her almost as if she didn't want to lose me for even a second. I reached a hand under her legs to finger her clitoris while I kept on. There was no kissing, but a hell of a lot of groping. I could hear Ana moaning as he grabbed her tits. Then he reached down and started to rub her sweet pussy through her thong. "Well… your pussy is so wet, babe. You are such a little white slut…”He hissed, as he looked his own fingers… Ana looked at me in the mirror and said she could not wait to taste a black dick… I almost crashed the car. There was more moaning and groaning from both sides as we neared home. Suddenly Ana cried there was a. Then I remembered. Todd had said he needed to go out to run some errands. "Oh my god," I thought miserably. "This hot looking guy, who could be a friend of mine, and who I hoped would be a friend, was going to find me on the floor of Jay's apartment, mounted like a bitch by the muscular black young man. I lowered my face to look at the floor, but Jay grabbed the hair on the back of my head and pulled me back up. I heard Todd's door shut and the jingling of his keys as he locked up his.