I guess that she knew I was a sure thing and that I would never try to pin her down like some of her less than satisfying “blind dates” that were ...with guys just looking to get into her pants and had no interest in her as a real person.Of course, after those terrible dates, I felt it my duty to console her as much as possible and it generally ended with me buried to the hilt in her pretty buttocks with her bouncing and wiggling like a crazy person underneath my relentless pounding. We tended to. As his hands brushed past her aching wetness once again, she felt them gently pulling her apart, the cool air noticeable against her warm aroused skin,. She felt his hands dancing and flowing across her body, meandering organically like sunlight on cigar smoke as they explored her curves, and then it happened; her yearning climaxed as she felt his finger slip inside, her tight young hole welcoming him in and fixing his desires even more.She stood there, her body quivering in pleasure as he. "I guess you're going to tell all the other guys about me now huh?"He asked quietly. "I don't suppose I could ask you not to?" If I was going to say anything I wouldn't have told you first." Iexplained."I could've told everyone back at the field." Why didn't you?" He asked in a soft voice. "I really owe you bigtime you know." What, tell everyone and lose the best second baseman we ever had? Ilaughed. "I'm not crazy you know!" I guess you think I'm queer or something right?" I know you're a. Look at this, Ed, Marci has eleven inches of thick, black cock buried all the way in her tight, little pussy.”I looked over at Ed when Marcus made his comment, and saw that Sandra had him between her legs sucking on her fat-lipped cunt. Then Marcus started stroking slowly into and out of me, with deliberate, long strokes. I would have loved to see a mirror reflection or movie of that massive, black shaft disappearing into my white pussy. His cock was touching and stretching every inch of my.