I turned from her and, grabbing two glasses, I poured two double brandies. When I turned back she had seated herself on her usual bar stool but was st...ll not making eye-contact. “Fuck it,” I thought, “enough of this nonsense.” Instead of perching on the stool I had behind the bar, I lifted the flap and walked round to her side and climbed onto the stool next to hers. I pushed her glass towards her and picked up my own. She looked up at me and gave me a shy smile as she picked up her glass. I. The remaining hand caressing and squeezing her breast released it and moved to circle her slender neck from behind. One hand hauled her shorts over the curves of her bottom, while the other held her firmly in place.It felt delightfully wicked to be lying pinned to her bed by a black man while he stripped her shorts off.'With Daddy in jail, and my sister busy with Ngorro there was no one was going to rush to 'save me' thank God, ' she thought!Then her shorts were around her knees and the African. I liked straight sex initially, but then got into oral, then anal sex. I didn’t like bondage, gay or lesbian stuff. My collection grew quite large as my lust continually needed to be satisfied. I did feel guilty about it as my Christian beliefs went against this. However I convinced myself that at least I wasn’t hurting any one else and staying a virgin for Jenny. Obviously I could never tell her about it. Finally one day I proposed to Jenny and she joyfully accepted. We set the wedding date. Things around the house were going well, mom and dad were still doing better than before. Their sex life was as lively as ever. In fact, she usually fucked his brains out in order to put him to sleep, so she could come into my room and suck my dick to put me to sleep! My sister, Lacy, was fine, although after her being around all summer, I was ready for school to start back up.I even got my first job this summer. It was at a clothing store at the mall, not really my cup of tea. I would’ve.