"Hmmm girl, he's so fine." "No justice, no peace," shouted Reverend Al Sharpspeare from the podium shaking his fist in the air. "No justice, no peace," responded the crowd unenthusiasticaly. "Why we here girlfriend?" "I'm here to stare at Rev Al." "No seriously, what's up with this rally?" "To end racial profiling or something. Course the punk the cops stopped had 50 vials of crack on him and was drunk driving. I think Rev Al just likes to see himself on tv." "Yeah, he loves himself more then I love him." "He sure is fine. I don't know how someone can disappear for a month, return looking twenty years younger and look like he's lifted weights his whole life. Whatever he did sure worked. Wish he'd do something about that whacked hair though." ******************** "Amen brothers and sisters." Al Sharpspeare posed for the camera men, then stepped off the podium almost bowling over a young, elegant blonde woman. "Oh Reverend Sharpspeare, I've admired all the good work you've done over the years. You truly are a crusader for equal rights in this country." The woman stared at him with admiration filled eyes. Al looked at the woman and felt his cock extend a couple inches. He'd only been enhanced for a month and almost wished there was a way to turn the damn thing off. His cock was always growing at inopportune moments. Even standing on the podium in the limelight, it had grown a couple inches. The woman standing before him was simply stunning. She resembled Pamela Anderson back when Pam was a centerfold, still young and innocent, the girl next door, not the plastic barbie she had become. Long, straight blonde hair parted in the middle framed a pretty face with bright blue eyes and stopped just above a very full bosom under an expensive pink cashmir sweater. She wore a long blue skirt, short enough to show a little leg, but very modest. Pink nylons covered her calves and she had on high heeled Sasha Grey Black Cock Chantelle The Minion Interracial Mpegs "So tell me Lauren, what are you going to do with all that money?" Lauren sighed, looked at the giant check for 200 million dollars, then back at the reporter. "Well, I plan to get a financial planner, so that I can invest it wisely." (Applause) "Are you going to work tomorrow?" yelled another reporter. "No," said Lauren after a brief pause. (Laughter) A remote held by a beefy black hand pointed at the television, before switching the press conference off. ****************** Scott watched as Lauren emerged from the water. The twenty year old woman looked great in her bikini. It was a modest, blue and yellow two-piece that graced her curvy body and pushed her breasts up so that they showed a lot of cleavage. Her tits were average-sized, conical ones, capped by small rosy nipples. Here areola were only the size of pennies, but most of that was, thick, long nipple. They were the nicest breasts he had ever seen and the only pair. Lauren and Scott had been dating since eighth grade and neither had ever been with another partner. Lauren kneeled on the blanket, leaned over and gave him a quick kiss. "I don't ever want to go home," he said to her. "We can come back any time you'd like honey. Happy birthday." "This was the best birthday ever," he said watching her comb out her long reddish-brown hair. Her face was as beautiful as her body. The tip of one ear poked out of her wet hair. Sparkling green eyes smiled at him. Her only flaw was a large chicken pox scar to the left of her mouth, but it gave her face character. And speaking of her mouth, her full, pouty lips were one of her best features. She had wrapped them around his penis last night as a birthday present. She was the perfect girlfriend, flying them to Aruba and then giving him his first blowjob. Lauren hadn't liked it of course, but Scott would never forget it. She hadn't been very enthusiastic, but had impressed him by swallowing the whole thing. He had cum within minutes. Lauren had spit his little wad out into a tissue and then brushed her teeth. He knew it would probably never happen again until his next birthday. Just thinking about it gave him a massive erection, the damn thing extended under his swimsuit and he swore it looked so big it might even measure six inches. Lauren noticed it. "What do we have here? Wanna head back up the the bungalow and put that monster to work?" "You read my mind," said Scott quickly gathering up their things." ****************** Lauren Packard, read the sign in the big black man's hands. "I didn't order a limo," said Lauren as Scott grabbed their bags off the conveyer. "Someone paid to have you two picked up," said the black man. Scott tugged and struggled to get her heavy bag over to them and the big black man reached down and effortlessly picked it up for him. The three walked out of the airport to where a limo waited. The driver opened the door and Scott slid in first, followed by Lauren. Lauren sat, noticing how pale Scott had suddenly gone and he was still sunburnt. Sitting across from them was another huge black man pointing a gun at them. Just as it dawned on her, the locks clicked in the car and it pulled out into traffic. "Who the hell are you," she said. Scott seemed too terrified to speak. "Little black Sambo," growled the black man, "and that's Aunt Jemima." He nodded back towards the driver. "Fuck you," said the driver, laughing. "What do you want?" "All Cuckhold Chantelle The Minion Chantelle at TheMinion.com Free Interratial Dating Sites illustration showed a blonde woman that resembled her, wearing daring lingerie and kneeling before an unidentified man. You could only see the pants and shoes on the man, but he had a sizeable bulge under his trousers. The caption explained that women sould dress sexy to please their man. The next panel showed the woman reaching into the man's unbuttoned trousers. Amber laughed at the third panel. The woman had pulled out a huge penis as long as her head and was staring at it in awe. The artist of the booklet must of had an unusual sense of humor because he drew the penis entirely overproportioned and jet black. She laughed again as she looked over the next few pages. The black man was now naked, big and muscular. The woman was also naked, the panels showed her licking around the head of the black man's penis, kissing his testicals, then sucking on the end while massaging his equally large balls, and then angling her head so that she could swallow most of the thick dark shaft. Amber turned the page. The cartoon woman now had her head back and was getting jet after jet of sperm blasted on her. Her face and breasts were covered with the white stuff. The caption read, "having filled her belly, the woman will then allow the male to mark her with his seed." "This is disgusting Brian. This shows a black man ejaculating on a white woman." "That's funny, mine showed a black woman with a white man. What church does Sharpspeare belong to anyway that produces pamphlets like this?" "Funny, I don't know. Let me see yours." Amber took Brian's booklet. Sure enough the woman was black and looked just like the blonde in her booklet only with black features. The man was completely different though. He was skinny with no muscles, white, and the artist had drawn a very small penis. The woman's expression even looked disappointed when she pulled it out. None of the panels showed it completely hard and no sooner Blacks On Blondes Tube Chantelle The Minion Interracial Gangbang Sex Stories dripping with milky white sperm. It was in her hair, ears, and the top of her blouse. It took her fifteen minutes to look even halfway presentable. Al was sitting at his desk when she returned. "You may take the rest of the day off. You handled my penis so well, I'm sure Brian's will be a lot easier, but you still need to practice your oral skills. This might come in handy." The Reverend removed a box from his desk containing a foot long black dildo. It was called the black impaler and defined as the number one white pussy pleaser. "Read the booklet, watch the video, and practice sucking on this. No matter how tempting it may be, do not insert it in your vagina or you risk it ruining you for Brian's penis, these are quite addictive. I'll need to see you again just before the wedding." "Yes sir." Amber stared at his cock now dangling like a limp banana and still nine inches long. He had made no move to put it away yet. This was very strange and Amber considered getting another minister to marry her, but the invitations had gone out naming the famous Al Sharpspeare as the performer of the ceremony. Plus, how do you uninvite your boss to marry you." "One last thing before you go Amber. You just proved to me I can trust you and that you aren't a racist. I'll be needing a personal assistant. I'd like to consider you for the job. It will require a lot of traveling to rallys and such, sometimes at just a moments notice. Plus, you will have to put in a lot of hours serving my needs. It will be a pretty high profile job and I can pay you fairly well. What do you say?" "I'll consider it sir. Thank you." Amber didn't know what Brian would think about it, he wanted to start a family right away, but it was her dream job. Amber Derrickson, civil rights activist had a nice ring to it. She left the office smacking her lips and thinking Amy was right, sperm didn't taste all that bad. Continued in Part 2.