"No, I need to do this. Please ... Please."I pulled her on the top of me and kissed her lightly."No little one, not now."I felt her stiffen on the top...of me."I should have known, you don't like me."I lifted her fully on the top of me. Since I still worked out on regular basis, it was not even difficult for me. Even though she was a little heavier now, she was still tiny. She gasped as her lower stomach now was resting on my hard dick, which immediately got even harder."Little one, you really. The deeper he kissed, I knew the better I was doing. Both our breathing synced and deepened so he slid his fingers out of me and dropped me gently to the floor, never letting go of me or breaking our kiss. Once on the floor, he bent down and picked me up so that we didn’t have to stop our kiss and he carried me over to his double bed. Laying me down, he laid on top of me, our bodies so hot and yearning for one another, his cock bulging and throbbing, my pussy soaking wet and needed him inside.. It felt so good, the euphoric feeling made her completely forget that fact she had initially come here to put a stop to things. Fahima was moaning in a near comatose state. Fahima was only vaguely aware that Donte had withdrawn his fingers and was pushing her body back on the bed. When she did finally come to her senses, she looked up to see the black man was now kneeling between her legs with his foot- long cock aimed straight at her pussy. The huge knob had emerged from the foreskin and was. But then while me and Adam joked and laughed about it, Max had looked at me kind of funny."Maybe it shouldn't be i*****l," he said with a shrug. "Maybe it doesn't really matter if you feel really strongly about someone. I mean, none of us would ever hurt each other, right? Fucking Karl, and slutty Damonique, people like that don't even know what real love is." His voice had gone different, deeper and kind of serious sounding. It was different enough to stop me joking and I looked at him.