Down to business

Kate reached down behind the black woman’s big thigh and found the last items. One was a bottle like the others, but this one only contained the clear liquid- it was defiantly meant for Tracy’s womanhood. Along with the bottle the white girl had a scalpel; this was how she had planned to separate the big woman from her feminine pride. “You have no idea, how much planning I had to do to make this happen. You are a lot bigger than me; and with a history of ****. One wrong move on my part, and you could easily have killed me… I was so relived, once I had you secured in the restrains.”

The black woman was thinking like crazy while her heart was pounding faster and faster. She needed to figure a way out of this. The freckled girl leaned in with the scalpel in her right hand. “I told you earlier, that you hadn’t earned your orgasm yet…. Now that you know it will be your last, you finally have.”

Kate moved down, so she was lying flat on her fit belly lifting her head and chest upwards with her elbows. Her tiny white and freckled nose was just in front of Tracy’s big pink clit, and the black woman could barely make eye contact with her. “So do you want a last one before I take this beauty?” Kate squeezed the center of the big woman’s sexual pleasure between her fingers.