How to explain a wet pussy

As she lay there in the dark motel room, she wondered how the hell she had gotten yourself in this situation. A black man was spooned up against her back, and his arm was d****d over her mid section.

She could tell he must be asleep, because his breathing was now peaceful. Not at all like 20 minutes ago, when he was pounding her pussy unmercifully, and she was hanging on for dear life.

Now she could feel his breath on her neck..... geez, my neck. She wondered what it must look like. This guy must have given her a dozen hickies, some up high on her neck. How the fuck would she be able to explain this to her parents.

Barely 18, and already a slut for black cock.

As she closed her eyes to go to sleep, a smile spread across her face.... there had been that sweater she had seen at the mall, she figured that would cover the hickies... now all she would have to do was conjure up some excuse as to where she had been all night.

Suddenly she felt him move his hand over her breast and cruely pinch her nipple.... fuck, the guy must have woke up, now what would he think when his cock head slipped into her cunny and feel it sopping wet....