Alison shares a naughty picture

“Wait, Mr. P!” I stop in mid-stroke, embarrassed that I have let this get this far out of control.

“I'm sorry, Alison.” I withdraw regretfully from her tight pussy. “I forgot that pregnancy is a big -”

“Hush, Mr. P.” Alison giggles as she stretches out on the bed reaching for her phone. “I can't believe I even have this picture, if my parents ever saw it I'd be grounded for the rest of my life.”

“What photo?” Almost at that exact moment she finds what she is looking for and then blushes as she looks at the image.

“I took this at our Senior retreat, Sir.” She shyly turns the phone around so I can see what has her blushing so badly. A younger looking Alison and three other teens all in the same school skirts folded up to expose their white asses.

“Remember how I told you me and the other girls at St. T's liked to talk?” It's a little hard to listen to her as I check out the four teens holding on to what looks like a bunk bed. “This is when my friends and I were imagining what would happen if our dormitory was overrun by a hoard of inner-city gangbangers.” She bites her lower lip before going on in a rush. “We were so naughty, weren't we?”

“These are your friends?” I ask, more than a little surprised at what those supposedly innocent Catholic school girls talked about when they were not closely chaperoned.

“That's right, Mr. P.” Alison smiles shyly blinking her doe eyes sweetly. “We decided that each of the thugs would lock themselves into our rooms with three or four girls and then, one by one, defile us as we screamed and begged.” She peers back at me over her shoulder with a slightly glazed look in her eyes. “It was Celia who insisted that the brute who picked our room would be big and black as coal and with a thingy as long our arms. None of us really knew what we were talking about, but that didn't stop us from getting pretty worked up.” Before I can say anything, Alison climbs back onto her hands and knees like before, she sets the phone carefully on the bed next to her the screen is at the perfect angle.

“I'll leave this right here so you can look at them as you take me.” She wiggles her ass playfully. “That way you can think about which one of us you'll plant your black seed into next.”

I've never really been into the whole interracial thing, but the idea of being able to do anything at all to those four scared schoolgirls was fucking tempting.