About me: I...", the black woman sputtered, aroused.
Katlin suddenly stopped smiling. "But
you're just a nigger. Why should I let you
taste my pussy?" Teresa was stunned. Was this
the same girl? She'd alway thought Katlin so
sweet, now the white girl glared at her, the word
she'd used hung in the air. The big negro
woman's breath was caught in her throat, but
she felt her heart beating faster, and her pussy
growing wet. "I... I'd love to taste
your pussy, Miz Katlin," Teresa said meekly.
She might as
