"Please Sir," Traci said, panting heavily," Please... fuck me... make me cum..." Those were the words he was waiting to hear. He stopped what he was d...oing and quickly shed his pants, coming up behind her. He pressed his hard cock between her legs letting it rub against her sopping pussy while he reached around and grabbed her throat. He held her tightly - tight enough that is was hard for her to breathe. But she loved being taken like this. It was what she had always wanted. To be used... to be. ******"I can't believe this!" What happened, Alan?" my best friend Kate asked."They're saying I'm missing a credit. I gotta pick up an extra coursenext term, or I wont graduate!" That's not going to be easy." No kidding. I better look and see what classes I could get into. Hey,here's one. Feminism 101. I could get into that one. My mom was a bigfeminist, I could do okay there." I took that my first year. But only girls take that class. I've neverheard of a boy taking it." They can't keep me. Then I rubbed thestrong smelling nail polish remover on my nails until there was no traceof pink enamel. When I was a boy once again, I went back up to my roomand worked on homework until Aunt Jane got home. At that point, I wentdown to the kitchen and helped her with the pot roast that had beenslowly cooking in the crock pot that day. After getting it set out, Icalled my brother to dinner.When the meal was finished, I began clearing the table. I bent over,reaching to get the serving dish. I used to study very less in my own home so my parents sent me to my mom’s house for studying, where my grandparents and this maid stayed….In the beginning i was not attracted to her as she was somewhat black as she was from tamil nadu….She was very usual with her dressing and all..She used to sleep in the hall and my grandparents used to sleep in their own room….She used to take care of the home by cleaning and making it tidy….I used to sleep in my room and i used to sleep late at night as i.