Amelia’s BBC Adventure

It just never ended. Amelia’s pussy vibrated, but she dared not touch herself. She stood proudly in her long dress, resisting against all urges to masturbate. Her pale white cheeks flushed red, and she tried to retain her composure as her mistress lost herself in her ****’s body.

“Go slow, nigger," Anna Lee said, looking him in the eyes. "I love your nigger cock, I love your big nigger body. Stretch out my little white pussy, nigger."

Amelia bit her lip.

They weren’t looking at her. Trembling, she slowly moved her fingers downward. She exhaled in quiet satisfaction as they finally made contact, massaging her virginal pussy over her clothes.

She rubbed a little harder, spreading her legs imperceptibly under her long dress. She watched the nigger’s powerful body atop her mistress’ petite figure. His muscles flexed as he penetrated her, only his black balls visible as his cock was enveloped by Anna Lee’s married pussy. Amelia massaged her pussy a little faster, biting her lip and going up on her toes ever-so-slightly.

Anna Lee’s head lolled over in Amelia’s direction. Amelia froze, her hand between her legs, before quickly clasping her hands behind her back, standing at attention. Her face had never felt so red.

Anna Lee smiled and laughed dryly. “Curious, love?”

Juba stopped for a moment and looked over his shoulder.

“No!” Amelia cried. “I mean, no, I…”

“Darling,” Anna Lee cooed, “Would you please help me with something?”