That wonderful pleasure swelled in me. They were so elegant. “God fucking damn, you have the best ass, Zelda!” Terry growled. I felt his cum firing hot into my asshole. I stepped my legs into the pair, shuddering as I drew the pants up. He plowed in hard. Fingers dipped into my butt-crack, pressing the satin fabric into my crotch. “What?”
“I’ll see you later, Nathan,” I said, planting a kiss on his cheek. I can see the impression of your asshole through the jeggings.”
I gasped as he touched my backdoor. There was almost nothing between us. I decided to leave them on. I mean, I put on makeup, I combed my hair and wore clean clothes, but I wasn’t worried about how my figure looked to others. “He’s an expert on White girl asses.”
“Damn,” moaned Shawn from his seat nearby. Instead, I asked Terry when class was over. I darted across the road to get to my college. I’m trying to study, he sent back.
