"No, let me come to you..." Rick said as he rose from the chair, his heavily veined cock rigid in front of him, stroking the shining shaft still slick... from his cum. Thin streams dripped from the end of his cock with each pump of his hand. "After all, I am here to please you now aren't I?" Why yes, yes you are." Said Sarah, her voice heavy with sexual stimulation. "I'm happy to see..." She paused as watched Rick's cock approach. "... that the process was so effective and that you now see things. I'm tired of being told the government will take the money I earned, by force if necessary, and give it to people too lazy to earn it.I'm tired of being told that Islam is a "Religion of Peace," when every day I can read dozens of stories of Muslim men killing their sisters, wives and daughters for their family "honour"; of Muslims rioting over some slight offense; of Muslims murdering Christian and Jews because they aren't "believers"; of Muslims burning schools for girls; of Muslims stoning. But he had now become a smart guy. I never thought of him as a boyfriend, but there was always something about him that would make me wonder how it would be to be with him. But I didn’t make it obvious to him. When both of us were in our last year of graduation, we decided to make time for each other. We made a conscious effort to meet each other to give our friendship a new life. We also used to chat and talk on the phone a lot. Sameer never had a girlfriend. But I was sure he wasn’t looking. He could feel her cunt come to life around him. Nick had always thought a pussy would feel hot and wet and tight around his prick, but he'd never even dreamed that it would feel as alive as Betsy's pussy did.His body came down upon hers, Betsy's knees lifting to clutch at his sides. He went deeper, until his prick hit the bottom of her pussy tunnel, and she moaned beneath him, feeling the blunt aroused stirrings of his cock-knob against her womb."Oh, it's so big and hard!" she whined. "Just the.