. does it like Bill. The bonus in the match is they both liked each other. This wasn't friends with benefits ... this was more ... just not enough for...her to change her mind about marrying a christian. That wasn't going to happen.There were pictures, Yearbooks, maps, drawings ... all kinds of things in the false bottom of the foot locker.Bill thumbed through the early years of the Diary ... highschool angst and frustration ... the nickname 'Drink' settled upon him by the head cheerleader, the. Already Nancy was gently taking off my trench coat and I helped her get me out of the rest of my clothing.When all of my mud-caked clothes piled up in a corner of the bathroom, Nancy helped me stand unsteadily in front of the mirror so that I could inspect myself. My face was unmarked; but the bruises around my rib cage and middle were great splotches of angry red, beginning to turn the shade of purple.Gently Nancy's hands were probing my ribs. "Do you suppose they might be broken?" I don't. Pulling me up so my ass was now up off the bed, I could feel him starting to enter my ass.. I loved to have my ass fucked, but it had to be done right. "Easy, easy, you have to enter me nice and easy, please. Yes, OHHHHHH, that hurts a little, but don't stop!! I want you to fuck me in the ass-I love it!! There you're in, now, start fucking me slow and than gradually pick up the pace. Oh, yes, that's feeling so good, Baby." I loved the way I was starting to feel again. Bruce was. She gasped when the paddling stopped meekly pleading for him not to hurt her! Now, knowing for sure that it was not me!.. and that this black stranger could do what ever he wanted! Although scared to death this helpless feeling was also an incredible turn on! He played with her sticking his enormous black cock down, in between her bound and wide open spread legs and lifting her. Then letting the hard head bang up and down against her wet hanging cunt lips several times giving her some idea as.