“Doesn’t that hurt?” Clara asked her new friend.“No, it feels awesome,” Alyssa said.“I don’t think I could do that,” said Clara.“You... could,” Alyssa replied, “but only when you feel ready.”Luke jumped in. “Are YOU ready, Alyssa?” His daughter nodded enthusiastically.Alyssa had taken my cock up her ass like a champion, but I was about to be truly astonished. Never would I have believed that a ??-year-old girl could handle a cock as broad as Luke’s. But there it was, it’s swollen tip positioned. .” came a startled reply “...Sorry...”“Get OUT for fucks sake” I half yelped half screamed.She quickly left as I leapt out of bed and pushed the door closed behind her. I heard her scamper off to her room, as I set about cleaning myself up. I put my shorts back on and found a fresh shirt and went back to my homework, as I wondered if I would ever be able to look Em in the face again.The rest of the afternoon passed off un eventfully. My folks came home from work, and Mum cooked dinner. We. She ran back to her room and sobbed her eyes out. Jamal didn’t need to stick around. He had just needed to prove to Marci that her parents were racist. Marci’s mother came to Marci and tried to console her but it was clear that she agreed with her father. “Both of her parents were racists!” Marci thought. Kimberly was right.That night, Marci emailed Kimberly explaining what had happened. She was so ashamed and shocked that both of her parents were racists. She didn’t know how she could go to. Her arms wrapped around him and held him in place. The sweat from her exertion mingled with his, their breathing panted heavily, their heads lay together on the pillow while she trembled, and the aftershocks of pleasure went through her body as if she were reacting to someone suddenly slapping their hands together. He rolled off her and pulled her into his arms. He was trembling, just as she was. She put her hand up to brush the perspiration off his forehead, rubbed her cheek against his chest.