A tall black man, with receding hair and an expanding waist, her stepdad tried to raise her right and stayed after her, trying to keep her in church, ...watching her grades in school and trying to keep her with the right crowd in school, with a parent's normal degree of failures and successes. She never really took to the church life her family had practiced, instead -finding comfort in the company of her friends and with her stepdad when he was around outside of work and church. Life continued in. " I don't know," Jack replied"We'll be back before tent time."Jack looked at this girl. "It's really the outdoors?" It is."What was it like to be in the real outdoors? "Can we get back?" I do this all the time," she said. "Come on. It's fun."Jack stepped forward but he was still undecided."Thank you," she said with a big smile. She grabbed his wrist and pulled.She slipped into the seam with Jack right behind her. Jack felt mild resistance around his body for just a moment.Jack blinked and. He withdrew again, this time switching from slow and gentle, to break stronger deeper thrusts, like a battering ram trying to break a door down Mike’s girth and length was to force its way through. I groan louder, making grunts as Mike’s weight and dick started to pick me up and push me down. I was now being bounced around on the mattress when I finally felt it break through, his center growth forced its way in, his pelvis resting against my cheeks. I let out a loud groan of pain, tears now. ‘I’m sorry.’ She said mildly. ‘No worries,’ I told her, walking towards her bed and sitting down next to her. ‘Are you just getting home?’ She asked timidly. I nodded. ‘Bit of a rough day at work, then I went out drinking with Finn.’ She blushed at his name, and I caught myself smiling. ‘Why are you still awake?’ I asked her, genuinely curious. She shrugged sheepishly. ‘I couldn’t sleep.’ I took a moment to admire her. Everything about her was…perfect. Even the tiny imperfections, like.