“I just need to get changed, make yourself at home” She said before drifting upstairs to, what he assumed would be her bedroom. He looked around h...er living room, noting the delicate browns of her walls, the book shelf filled with tomes her dainty hands had caressed, the black leather sofa that embraced her frame often. He couldn't help but feel slightly jealous of these objects because they've experienced the angels touch much more than he has. He sighed softly and collapsed onto her sofa,. Suddenly he reached forward and began to undo my pants. He then leaned in close with his face right up to mine, grabbed my chin and looked me straight in the eye as he whispered . . ."I'm gonna fuck your sweet white ass like it's never been fucked before!"He then pushed my face away and began to unbutton my jeans and pulled them down to my knees. He took off my tennis shoes, grabbed my jeans at the ankles and lifted my legs up while the man behind me held me tight supporting my upper body. And. You,re looking really good!” I complimented her and of course she always did. Very athletic she liked to take part in sports and had been a cheerleader since junior high school with a fabulous body high lighted by her tight cheerleader uniforms consisting of tight tops, almost too short skirts and brief matching panties which I,d often fantasised removing(along with the other high school guys no doubt) as she performed her cheerleading routines. Long blonde hair with emerald green eyes,. 'Would you like to go out with me...' Brandon clamped his eyes shut, blushing almost painfully. 'You know... for some pizza or something.'' Yeah... that would be great.' Glen said, feeling so excited he was about to burst.'How about tomorrow night?' Brandon asked.'Sure, I'd... Oh, crap. I'm probably going to be sick from the shot tomorrow. God. I really want to do this... Are you busy tonight?' Glen asked.'Well, I'm just going to the game to help with concessions. I'd be free after that, by.