The second girl I ever fucked was French-Canadian. Short, 5 foot 2, dyed red hair with a pageboy cut in the front a little bangs and long in the back. We fucked in a bathroom coffee shop once, she gasped when she pulled down my pants, and my semi-hard dick popped out of my Hanes boxer briefs, the partially engorged head bopping her nose, then she giggled and snorted, while she placed one hand underneath, 2 of her fingers toying with the the hairs on my rapidly swelling Black nuts. With her accent, she said I always heard Black boys had bigger...uhh, dicks- she giggled, showing her white teeth and pink tongue, while her other hand pulled down the rest of my pants and underwear and then wrapped her whole hand around the rest of King's dick, rubbing the tips of her fingers along the thick veins bulging out of Black Daddy's shaft. And proceeded to suck the whole soul out of a Black Man's body, I fucked her face, and she spit and swallowed while her mascara ran, while her lipstick smeared all over the base and balls of my big Black Cock, but all over my thighs, pelvis, balls.



and then, after she swallowed all of my cum, I led her by her hair right on the boardwalk, lifted up her skirt to find her lace panties soaked all the way through, so with both of my hands, as she leaned into my body and gave her self to me pressing her front against the safety railing. With her skirt up, I ripped a hole in her soaken and sopping panties and with my fingers opened her pink little cunt.

She took my pants down again, backwards and guided my hot, throbbing dick into her wet waiting slit.

I fucked her while the crowd walked by, one hand in her mouth to keep her quiet.



And the 8th one too, she taught me good at 18 how to use my fingers on her clit, how to pull back the hood, isolate the pink little button with a finger, or a clothespin, or her fingers, and then how to rub and squeeze and pinch and rub so fast, to make any white girl squirt all over her Black King.