“Oh, my God…you’re wearing those boots again,” he growls as he runs his hand up my thigh and under my skirt. He grabs my ass with both hands, ...firmly squeezing and lifting me slightly off the ground. Then he tugs at my panties, sliding them down my legs and off. I unbutton his jeans, freeing that massive cock that would send those high school girls screaming in terror. I know they all fantasize about fucking him. I know the basketball moms that show up early to watch practice are really just. In came Richard, Will’s BLACK friend. I immediately got up and said I changed my mind and said was going to leave. Marcus said it is OK. Richard is into photography and he will just take some pictures. I drank several Brandy’s pretty fast and started to get a buzz on. Marcus asked, was I was ready to do it? I said yes and he pulled off my skirt and blouse. He carried me to the dining room table and Richard took my picture on the table with my legs spread on a chair. He then carried me. The fact that it took him a couple of seconds to react was enough to convince me he was surprised at the vision before him.“You must be Naomi,” he finally said. “Please come in.” Dad recovered enough to step back and hold the door open for her. I saw the familiar knowing smile on her face as she entered. Dad offered to take her light jacket and I was right there to welcome her to our home.“You didn’t have any trouble finding our place?” I asked.“None at all,” her smile graced me.“Naomi, this is. She looks like an angel, but she's rotten to the core. Don't let her get her hooks into you." No fear old buddy, I meant it when I said that I don't have anything to do with married women. I heard that she was your girl before she got married. She must have fucked over you pretty bad for you to feel that way about her." It wasn't what she did to me, it was what she tried to do to me." What was that?" Her big turn on is to have guys fight over her. That's how I ended up with her in the first.