“I want it to feel good for you.”
Humping her hand faster, Dylan was clearly getting close fast. “First time he didn’t last too long,” said Myrna. XXX doin’ anything that needed protection.”
“No? It ain’t about respect, it’s about appreciation. To them, a black girl what does what they want ain’t some kinda slut. Jus’ don’t be stingy an’ let him have a look at the goods, if you know what I mean. Reaching out, Dylan put his hands on Myrna’s naked breasts, squeezing the gently. Un’erstan?”
“Yeah,” said Myrna. It wouldn’t hurt to let him have a feel, neither. She rolled onto her side next to him and started fondling the white boy’s cock.
