I didn't know I wasn't alone. I was starting to prepare my ass with some lubricant and to squeeze my big black dildo in when Elena came out of her roo...m, walking sexily towards me, wearing the same outfit that I saw her wearing in the bathroom and also a pair of long black gloves that she had borrowed from my secret drawer.Before I had any time to protest or to say anything, she kneeled down and sucked my cock bursting with desire. Feeling her lips on my prick was overwhelmingly good: it was the. I was even thinking about maybe asking her to marry me. Sure, I was still uneasy with the "monopolization" issue, but Sally's enthusiasm for our relationship hadn't faltered, and hey, I couldn't force the woman to go out with other guys. Could I?If she wanted only me, what could I say? She was demonstrating great judgment!Right about then was when Gregory Prescott came into the picture.Gregory Prescott was the older brother of one of Sally's dormitory friends. Alicia Prescott, a sophomore who. I wanted to know everything about this special lady. Then she made my year, she was single…… ‘ YES, YES,’ I screamed to myself. I had to ask her out. Not for sex but, for friendship and the closeness that I missed so much. Then I popped the question, ‘ Sandra, would you like to go out with me some time?’ She got a funny lost look on her pretty face. She told me over the years so many men had hurt her. Playing games with her and just trying to get in her pants, she didn’t date any more. ‘ All. "It fit my budget ... but as soon as I'm lucky enough to find a job, I intend to move. Like you said, I wouldn't dare walk these streets without Sultan beside me."Hearing his name mentioned, the big animal looked up toward his mistress, then back to the female of his own kind who was completely ignoring him. If only he dared move closer and explore the smell of her, but instinctively he knew that for some reason this would not he right. There was something different about her which he could not.