”“Well, she knows now. It’s out in the open so there won’t be any problems.”She smiled and gave me a quick hug. A hug that telegraphed what ...I’d seen in her eyes as we talked. She DID want to be with me. And she knew I wanted to be with her. The problem for her was the ring on my left hand. We left the room and went to the sparring area.The competition completed on time, and Miyu had finished second, losing to a purple belt by 3-2, with each match being decided 3-2. I congratulated her and. You know that feeling when you finally piss after you really need to? Fuck, it felt so good. I was so busy with doing what I was doing I didn't pay much attention to the guy that came up to the urinal one away from me until he spoke to me, in a sort of a gruff voice he said "hey son, enjoying yourself?" I looked over at him and said "yeah, having a good night." but the look in his eyes told me he wasn't really interested in if I was or wasn't having a good night, he looked pent up. I carried on. I've always Loved Sex, nothing makes me happier than having a Big Hard Cock Pounding my Pussy for Hours. I packed my purse with a box of condoms then made my way downstairs to get a cab to this Bar I've frequented in the past. Once there I sat at the Bar things were pretty busy with lots of guys looking me over in my Slutty Little Dress. This Black guy came over introduced himself as Jakeil, he was 32 about 6.2 dreads and very well built, we started up a conversation. We moved over to a table. She closed the book defiantly, with a panicky little snap, but kept her gaze on the floor, her face red.“What happens next?” Marie felt her face get even redder as he spoke in that quiet, commanding voice. Damn the man—he had no mercy! But she realized vaguely that her embarrassment was now vying with some other feeling, some other impulse, which had everything to do with the man in front of her and the fact that she’d been waiting for years for someone to come along and give her orders, just.