“Joe could be my father.” She glanced at me and then hurried on. “I mean, he’s so much like him. He drinks more than he should and he stays ou...t all night some nights. His boss has warned him already. He’s a great guy, but he has some bad habits. One of his bad habits is letting his love for his friends outweigh his obligation to me. That’s why this whole thing pisses me off so fucking bad. I told him if he loses this job, I’m history.” I really didn’t have anything to say about all that, so I. No exaggeration."Let's to do it now!" he happily exclaimed. We started, and in the silence all that could be heard was rubbing, deep breathing, and whimpers of pleasure. After a minute he spoke again: "Let's do it to each other. That ok with you?" Ok with me? Oh, you beautiful boy! How can I put this delicately? I'd eat your shit if you wanted me to! What I said was, "Yes." Yes! yes, yes, yes!We were soon jerking on each other's cock, our heads close, breath hot and mingling, his slim smooth. We thought we’d get on with our lives and just sort of forget about this thing, and let it live as a fantasy. Imagine our surprise when the next day, a girl from our own university responded.We invited this girl to meet us at our apartment. Her name was Alicia. She was a beautiful black woman - tall, long dark hair, very large breasts. It was perfect, I thought - she contrasted my girlfriend’s blonde hair and blue eyes. Though I couldn’t seem to decide whose tits were perkier. Diana’s were. The warmth of heaven engulfed me, forcing the breath from my chest. She settled herself onto my hips and her eyes welled. I could see the love written on her face, in the forming tears. I reached up and tenderly wiped away the tear that was threatening to travel down her cheek. She collapsed onto me, burying her head into my shoulder to hide more tears. I wrapped my arms around her and felt the shuddering as she breathed. ‘I love you too, Cayden,’ Alia whispered. My eyes welled at the name I.