Based on "Poem on the Underground Wall" by Paul SimonRoommates all have gone out shoppingFantasies, they know no stoppingEagerly in stocking feetI pad into her sacred keep One Solitary PurposeFaces on her wall accusingGuts conflicting and confusingYet I find the strength to tamperWith the contents of her hamper I Pull Out Worn PantiesI'd caught a glimpse once long, agoStanding behind, she bent down lowA cotton, flowered fashion showEmbroidered. Saves time, doesn’t waste it. It’s the most efficient way to get what you want. Why drop hints? It’s just not our way. On a different note, I think that each of you ladies should get gang-banged in the near future, what do you think? All three men inside you at once,” I suggested, even as Melissa rubbed her now clean ass against my cock and I put the shampoo and conditioner in her hair.“Oh, God, what a turn-on! The idea of you, Kim, and Henry inside my body at one time ... damn! I think that I. "Mmmm," she murmured as her excitement mounted."What's wrong, girl?" he asked quietly, "didn't you get to cum enough? I would have thought a fine negress like you would have been fucked silly." No, Massa," she replied, her voice husky, "my massas dint let me cum at all. Only time I cummed wuz when Miz Debbie made two nigger girls suck my coochie." Poor, nigger. Would you like to cum now?" he asked as he rubbed her pussy faster, slipping a finger into her with each stroke."Yessa, Massa. Ah sho'.Read More
