Synthia almost missed a step, taken aback by his forwardness. “Ah I suppose yes? Is that bad? I don't mean to offend.” Xavier turned, holding out a drink to Synthia and waiting for her to take it before replying. “No offense taken. You… Intrigue me too.” It was only now that Synthia noticed Xavier eyeing her up and down, his eyes lingering on the pale skin of her chest where it was visible above her dresses neckline. Synthia smiled back at him, before attempting to hide her face behind her drink. She felt, rather than saw, Xavier move forwards, until he stood right in front of her. She shivered slightly as he leaned forwards, placing his lips next to her ear and softly whispering “If you want me to stop, all you need is to say the word.” Synthia could barely think, with everything going so quickly she couldn’t keep up. She desperately wanted to say no, to thank him for his interest and excuse herself, go home and hide from the crazy world. But, even as she let herself follow that fantasy, her mind took it to the next step, and all she could picture was herself alone in bed, touching herself to the thoughts of being with Xavier. She could interracial feel herself becoming black more and more aroused as thoughts of him filled her mind. Xavier broke into her reverie, his cold metal fingers lightly brushing down her chest, following the line of her dress. She felt him take her drink and place it on the counter as his fingers pushed her dress to the side slightly, exposing her basic black bra to him. She felt Xavier’s lips touch against her neck and let out an involuntary moan, emboldening him blowjob further. Xavier let his hands drop to the bottom of her dresses neckline, holding it tightly as he suddenly jerked his arms back, tearing her dress open down the front. Synthia gasped in shock, feeling her exposed flesh shiver as Xavier stepped back for a moment to look her up and down. She could barely believe what he was doing, let alone how she was allowing it, and just how fucking horny it was making her. Synthia bit her ebony lip, feeling the booze in her system make her slightly wobbly as she let the torn dress drop to the ground and softly asked “Please?” Synthia barely had time to blink as Xavier moved to her, hands wrapping around her ass and lifting her as he slammed her into the wall, hard enough that Synthia felt her breath release in a gasp, but not as hard as to hurt her badly. She was torn between demanding an answer of him and letting herself go into the moment as suddenly Xavier’s mouth was against hers, a low moan escaping his lips as she felt his fingers curling around her ass. Synthia wrapped her arms around Xavier’s back, digging her nails into him as his strong hands massaged and pulled at her ass, her pussy stretching open slightly with the movement. Synthia moaned back into Xavier’s mouth as they kissed, before he lowered her to the floor, raising one large hand to close around her throat, pinning her to the wall still while the metal making up his other hand spun, the tip of one finger elongating until it had a bladed tip. Xavier slowly extended his hand, touching the blade against Synthia’s skin lightly and trailing it down her chest until it hooked against the gore of her bra, he pulled slightly and the fabric split open, the front of the bra falling to either side to reveal her bare breasts as Synthia ass felt heat rising in her body, centered on her groin. Xavier kept her pinned there as he continued to run his finger down her body, Synthia shivered as his finger traced down past her belly button before it changed from its straight path that Xavier had been tracing. Instead, his finger moved to the side, finding the shortest section of her panties before cutting through it. I had black fucked all ass four girls. “Isn’t that gay?” “Huh?” Amy said after taking a huge gulp of air. “Ralph honey that’s not the kind of question you ask a girl. “So... what does that mean?” 'Damn, this whole interracial experience has been mind-blowing. She joined me in the passenger seat and said, “I'm blowjob pregnant and getting a new bedtime story! These guys were not part of the group Jamal and Kong ran with. Her vaginal floor indented ebony with Lucy’s anal invasion, the fleshy membrane yielding five nodes that grasped about my cock. He was her husband after all... “Need a spot?” In a moment or two, I gather the strength to climb up onto my feet. I have seen videos where people drink pee and are peed on. The little scholar approved. “Well just take your own rhythm and do whatever makes you comfortable.” Then the tentacle fucking her sweet C-cup tits blew like a geyser, splattering her face, and tits with its cum. Little did the boys know when they admired me, there was only the fabric of my school dress separating their looks from something truly special that would have opened their eyes wide and make them lick their lips. After she was satisfied that Rob was suffering exquisitely she turned and went to her discarded robe, carefully reached into the pocket and pulled out a sprig of Urtica dioica or stinging nettle leaves.