How could I ever imagine I’d hated him like I did now? And how could a small part of me still feel love for him? As I lay there in the dark, I coul...d not stop the tears from falling, The pain I endured that night hit me so hard that this was the first time since it had happened that I had the opportunity to feel real emotion. I willed the tears to stop but they wouldn’t subside. I curled up as small as I could, drawing the covers over my head. I just wish I could disappear or that this chest. It was definitely filling up, and although obviously much smaller than the few sporting events I had been to at college, there was definitely a buzz in the air. The crowd was very loud, cheering on the team as the boys warmed up. I was having a nice time chatting with Katie, so much so that we sat next to each on the bleachers, with Chris on my left and Jake next to him. Bob had wandered off, sitting close to the boys team huddle as he seemed to be much more engaged the game than any of us. . Her breast size was 32c. She has almond eyes and wears hijab. She has wore tight jeans show of her ass as loved the attention from the guys perving on her.The first story is of her getting fucked in the back of my car. She enjoyed being slut and we decided we were going to fuck in the back of my car in a car park during the day. I got her to take of her tight jeans and she revealed her big round brown ass with a pink thong on. She started to cress my balls with her size 3 bengali feet making me. He was loving it. I watched his face. It was beautiful, very effeminate. If you dressed him in women’s clothing, he’d have fooled any homophobe. “Take me in your mouth,” he purred. I got on my knees between his legs and took his cock in my hand and wrapped my lips around the head, sucking gently at first, running my tongue around it. He was rolling his head from side to side in ecstasy. I kept playing with his balls as I had him in my mouth, then slipped my hand between his spread.