It was not that she feared the nature of the sex would turn Jill off, as Jill had already let herself be known to Jo as a girl not particularly uptigh...t about more than the run-of-the-mill variety of sex. The number of times that Jo and Jill got graphic in their descriptions of sexual acts as they chit chatted about it like true best buddies were unlimited, and Jo already had a good feeling that the black teenager was pretty much guaranteed to have a bit of a perverse streak of her own. For all. Any woman who went through the heavy wood doors in front of the building knew that she would soon be escorted up to one of the private "recreation rooms" on the fourth floor, to spend a little time or all night."Sonja, are you busy this evening?" I'm free. What did you have in mind?" Would you like to join me for dinner at the Club?"I could hear her inhale as she heard my words. She knew what they meant. Involuntarily, she glanced down at my zipper but my loose slacks gave her no. ” she yelled. I twisted her nipple even harder, knowing that at this stage of her pleasure she liked some pain. I continued to ram my cock into her asshole, trying desperately not to cum myself. “Oh God. Oh God.” she yelled over and over. Curiously, I could not tell whether the pleasure consuming her body was so great that “Oh God, Oh God” was an expression of that pleasure, or whether she had reached such an intensity of pleasure that she was afraid that she was not going to get the orgasm. " Which do you prefer?" Like I said, that's hard to say since you're the first boy I've metwho's like yourself."Miriam furrowed her brow in thought and after a few moments said, "Yes Ithink I would like a boy like you, if for no other reason than that youwould be empathetic to what girls feel. Normal boys can sometimes beinsensitive to the feelings of girls. I think you have a goodunderstanding of girls." But that's always been my problem. I feel like I don't know much abouthow girls feel." I.