He wanted her to go an after-hours club. At first she said no, but he intimidated her with talk of her being scared to be seen with a black man, or wh...at would her whiteboy think if she was hip hopping with the brothers at the club?Recklessly, she left with this stranger, but they didn't go to the club. He told her needed to go to his apartment to change. They drove in her car, smoking a joint along the way. Her head was spinning and she was laughing too loudly as they stumbled through the door. She's just the right height isn't she? Funny about that don't you think? Sometimes Mother Nature gets something right. This is one of those times.Hey, forget trying to slam home like a dog. You ain't built for it no-how. Just use a hand to transfer some of her juice to the tip of your dick. Yeah, that's it. Now, while you hold it, gently pull her back on to you.Oh, come *on*. You've seen dogs fuck. Grab her hindquarters and pull. She knows what's going on and I guarantee she ain't gonna resist. ‘Are you having fun with your new friend?’ ‘This was the first thing that I saw when I woke up,’ she told me, giggling. ‘He was standing tall and proud, and I thought it would be a shame to just ignore him.’ ‘Indeed,’ I chuckled, as she continued stroking my stiff shaft. ‘Last night was amazing,’ she said. ‘I’ve never felt like that. I never knew sex could be that enjoyable. Thank you.’ ‘You don’t have to thank me,’ I told her. ‘I enjoyed it as much as you did. I’m just sorry that it took that. Oh, bloody ol’ fucker. He likes fucking his daughter and will always do. What about his expressions looking towards me. Was he thinking if I would fuck his wife?Then I realized I’m getting drifted away, while Bella obviously expects some opinion from me. “Pazzo, be serious!” I said to myself.I explained Bella that I don’t judge her, that her parents are still young looking and attractive and I respect her telling me, etc.We never really talked about it again. Until one day.***Bella’s family had.