Now this isn’t helping me get done any faster because her work shirts have gotten tighter and her breasts are leaking a little. That made me so horn...y it hurt and I keep looking over at her. Teri says to me “ just because I’m helping doesn’t mean you can stop working. I just want to get done I’m on salary not hourly and I can’t leave until you do”. “I..I’m sorry” I stammered. Not wanting to disappoint her I started busting my ass still looking over at her now and again. One time I looked she was. Melanie is just going to have to live with it.When I arrived home after work, Melanie was sitting at the table waiting for me. She was dressed and ready for work, so I knew that she was looking to keep the fight going."Good evening Sweetie. How was your day?" Save the pleasantries for someone you actually care about. Did you talk to your little troll today?" I did see her in class, yes. We didn't really have time to talk. Why do you ask?" I thought I told you to stay away from her. Don't you. How could they do this? "You are not god, Scott. You can't just decide that I have to die. I'm only 18! I'm not supposed to die!", Lauren screamed."And a car is god? A scalpel is god? A stroke is god? People die every day, Lauren. They die for no reason what so ever. Where is god in that, love?", Scott said, "At least you will die for a reason" "What? Why?", Lauren screamed. The water was covering her face. She could barely breath through her nose. It was hard for her to understand what they. She is almost acting as if I should be doing this by not thanking me, which is fine by me. I take her to a very popular night club. As you can imagine a girl like her draws major attention to herself in any room she walks in. She quickly heads to the dance floor and grabs my hand to take me with her. For over fourty minutes she grinds on my cock. I am holding her waist trying to control her movements. I start thinking of all the huge black cocks that have slayed this sexy white ass. "How many.