” She looked at him with that direct look of hers, not challenging exactly, but not backing away either. Green-blue eyes, pale skin, pronounced eyeb...rows darker than her hair. Pale throat he could follow down, down into milky depths. “That’s a given.” Not arrogance from the best-travelled man of his generation, just stating the facts. “Question is, can you handle it?” Handle me, he thought. “Make it something I might have written. If it’s going to have my name on it…” “Have you read anything of. A few seconds later she came to and said, ‘Oh God Honey, That’s so big it hurts all the time.’ ‘Good.’ I stepped a bit closer and touched my cock to her lips, her cunt lips. Very slowly I entered her cunt. She made noises and squirmed as much as her restraints would allow. When I hit bottom she groaned. I pulled back and began fucking her hard and harder. I reminded myself that this was not about love. This was not about fun, joy, or pleasure. This was me saying good-bye to the hopes and dreams. Haven’t you ?’. She was like ‘oh common, don’t be flirtatious with me, I know u inside out’ I was like ‘maami I’m serious’. She replied ‘yea and you noticed it now’ and started to laugh. I was like ‘okaaaaaaay’ and told her that yea I have been admiring her for long but never had the courage to tell her. She asked me is there anything else u want to tell me as u are full of courage right now ?. I replied ‘yea.. I find u very hot and I’ve many times….. u knows wat I mean ?’ She said ‘yea I know…. We moved in together in my Junior year ofcollege and this is where my real story begins. Angie had recently losther sister to a car accident and after a period of grieving was goingthrough her sister's personal things deciding on what to keep and whatto give to charity. Angie asked me to take the boxes she had marked forcharity to the local Goodwill store and I of course said yes.I was packing the boxes in my car when I noticed one box was comingopen, so I went to seal it back up. It was a.