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*quot;Shit on them! Shit on my tits. Go on, shit on them!*quot; Becky groaned breathlessly as she lay naked on the floor, on her back, her head propped up on a pillow as she held up her full, firm freckled breasts, the aroused nipples vivid and erect. *quot;Shit on my fucking tits, you beautiful, sexy black bitch!*quot;

Squatting over those luscious breasts was Serena, her perfect black ass poised inches above Becky's breasts. With spellbound, wide open eyes Becky gazed straight ahead at that sublime ass of Serena's, an ass the color of milk chocolate. Becky, who loved other girls' bottoms as much as anything in this world, was mesmerized by this pair of brown buttocks, addicted to them. This was an ass that was girlishly trim and yet appealingly rounded, an ass that was muscled and sleek, and yet so deliciously feminine. An ass as smooth as silk or satin, if silk or satin were the color of chocolate and chocolate had the sheen of satin or silk.

As she squatted over Becky's breasts like this, Serena reached back with two hands to spread those cheeks wide open, vividly exposing her anus, her asshole, her shithole, her perfectly puckered, creased sphincter, a darker brown than the smooth flesh of her buttocks, which surrounded and concealed it.

*quot;Oh God, the sight of that hole drives me insane!*quot; Becky moaned, her eyes fixed on the puckered hole like a pair of lasers sharply focused on a target.

Serena slowly turned her head to look back down at Serena over her shoulder, her big brown eyes smoldering with a simmering passion, her picture perfect face smiling almost haughtily.

*quot;Mmmmmmmmh,*quot; Serena purred, *quot;Glad you like my hot li'l nigga' shi'hole, bitch. Yo' gonna love what comes out of it even more.*quot;

Those words made Becky's heart skip a beat.

*quot;Ya, I know how much she going to love it,*quot; announced a third, accented voice. That voice belonged to Ludmila, the slender, sexy Czech twenty year old who was sitting in an armchair watching the other two, stark naked as they were, her two legs spread and flung over the arms of the chair, a hand between those legs, lazily strumming her clit.

The three met on campus, all three members of the college's star women's track