I fell backwards onto it, ignoring the thud the back of my head took on the arm of the couch. Jess fell on top of me. My cock stirred as her 5'2 frame... wriggled on my torso. Her mouth planting kissed around my face and neck; licking around my ear and down my cheek. Her fingers quickly going to my shirt buttons, opening my shirt and licking her tongue slowly over my chest. The way she moved her hands over my body, I could tell she was getting turned on my the feel of a slender hard torso after. Mom told me I had a real talent and would edit my stories for me. I would send them to Readers Digest or other short story magazines and make a few dollars. Real life stories had always hit me in a special way. I did go to college for a couple of years to take some general business courses and to hone up on my writing skills.Dad knew that being a mechanic wasn't what I wanted, so he grew the grocery store part of our business and I eventually became the manager of the grocery store. He managed. Where do you want the first one?”“What?” Tanya asked, so nervous that she jumped at the question. “Oh, um…” Where do I want cut? Oh, God...“You choose!” she said flatly.Frank smiled, more gently now. Tanya was in virgin territory and nervous as hell. She couldn’t see the knife now because Frank was warming the blade under the water so any damage he did wouldn’t feel so traumatic. But she didn’t know that – she only knew that there was a sharp little blade somewhere close and it was going to. No sooner do we get seated than Eric starts to rub my upper thigh telling me how much he loves thick white women. Jamal and Randy both agree. I tell them how much I like big black cocks and they assure me I won’t be disappointed. By then both Eric and Jamal are caressing my thighs and kissing my neck. Randy is sitting in the front watching with a huge grin on his face. When we get to their apartment building Randy announces he wants a taste as we ride up in the elevator. He starts to kiss.