Finally she lay on her back on the couch and I slapped her dripping wet pussy with my rock hard cock. I just wanted to shove it in there. But instead ...I slowly pushed the head of my penis in. I went deeper as slow as I could. Her eyes widened as the fattest part of my cock tore open her tight pussy. I couldn’t wait anymore and finally I slammed it the rest of the way in, balls deep, popping her cherry and all. She gasped loudly, trying not to scream, as I pulled out of her again. Then I went. Troy andI were also build similarly--both tall, thin and I think a little betterthat average in the looks department. Troy's girlfriend also started withus in the same orientation group, but as time went by their relationshipstarted to change and in many ways so did my understanding of Troy. Thereis one big difference between Troy and I that I should mention, wellperhaps more than one, in fact several, they include the fact that Troy isBlack, raised in the City of Detroit, living in Hamtramck. Ever. I did end up getting that therapy I needed. It wasn’t long before I was confident enough to start my own business. I had the touch, business was phenomenal. My company was growing in leaps and bounds. Finally I was big enough to do what I’d planned. I made a take-over bid on my old employer. I was successful and bought it lock, stock and barrel. I made sure the hand over was done on Valentine’s Day. I walked into my old workplace and looked around. All my old co-workers watched as I. Kelly lifted one foot into his lap. He carefully removed her shoe. Kelly was still wearing her fishnet stockings. He started to slowly massage her foot. Kelly began to moan almost immediately. She couldn’t believe both how bad her feet hurt and how great this guy was at massaging her.He spent about five minutes on the first foot while complimenting her for having pretty feet. He continued his massage up her calf and stopped at her knee. Kelly pulled that foot from his lap and he copied his same.