Up. Down. I began to breathe harder as I lifted the bar over and over, worried that my arms would eventually give out and the steel bar and the heavy...weights on the ends would come crashing down on me. I didn't have a spotter since I usually prefer to work out alone. All I needed was my iPod and a bottle of Gatorade and I could work out for hours by myself. I'm Jennifer. I'm not very much of a people person. Don't get me wrong, it's not like I don't have friends, but I guess I'm what you would. Now…my mother being a borderline racist, I didn’t have a lot of contact with the black community, the people I had seen were nowhere near as dark skinned as this guy, like african black. Normal looking enough….about 6’ I would guess about 170lbs, say 32-34 waist. He was well built, not body builder but toned, good sized arms, flat stomach, buzzed hair, no facial hair, etc. but goofy me still couldn’t get over how dark he was. Didn’t look bad, just different . He was also in a white. I figure its a lucky shirt. Ed had gone to the bathroom, and I took over his game for awhile.Ed walked into my bedroom, and grabbed the back of my head. "Is this what you want you want faggot? You want to suck some dick tonight?" Ed growled as he held my face against his shorts filled with pulsing cock. "Fuck Yeah! I want it". I answered exuberantly. I pulled down his shorts, and got to work on his big beautiful cock. It was not quite as long as Harry's but it had all the girth. I licked, and. "Then I noticed the snow, and that the dogs were gone, and I didn't need anyone to tell me." Beautiful trip," Mike said. "We went clear to Turtle Hill. That was great, the dogs worked wonderfully. You want a ride?" Some other time," Kirsten replied. "Tiffany's been moping around because you didn't take her.A sparkle came to Mike's eye. "I know how to make it up to her," he said.He walked into the living room, where Tiffany and Henry were watching cartoons. "Hey, you kids like a dog sled ride?".