By the time I'd get back to Gloria's bedroom she'd be seriously buzzed. With her heart racing and no compunctions to do what you want for the prospect... of getting another twenty. Gloria had a pussy that was just made for pounding. She was zaftig, so you could pound her hard and not wake up with a bruised pubis. Gloria liked sex, but she liked crack more. As long as you kept stringing out her hits, she would let you fuck her in any position you wanted. Once cracked up she could take you all the. During the night you feel him running his foot up and down your stocking encased leg. You like this so you move beside him and feel his hand on your leg you like how it feels and put your hand on his and slowly move it up your leg and you stop at your panties you feel him slide it to the side and rub it up and down, making you feel the tingle between your legs causing you to become wetter. You turn towards him and kiss him for a few minutes while he keeps rubbing your clit. You feel a small. I chuckle and we move on. Later, we meet each other in another aisle. I quickly glance at his crotch.I ask him, "Catch anything yet?"He just laughs and we move on. We wind up at the cash register at the same time. I am behind him. "Did you spend all your money," I ask.He chuckles and says, "Nope, got some left!"When I leave the store, I see him getting into a truck. I walk towards him. He sees me coming and rolls down his window. "Hey, I saw you checking out my package in there."Now it's my. Needless to say, I got a lot of attention in college by mostly white guys and maybe blacks too but early on I didn't notice them.I went out with few white guys during my freshman and sophomore years. I stayed away from all the interracial stuff first two years. It was the Junior year, when I went to an off campus party on a Friday night with a Junior year white guy who invited me to go there as he was trying desperately to date me and impress me. The crowd was pretty mixed and I right away.