The shame became guilt, and she kept getting fucked. The guilt made her more horny, and she kept getting fucked. By the time he was done “the first ...ime”. Mary lost count of her orgasm’s. She did know she was done with white guys. All I know is that I fell in love. I knew I couldn’t have her but I didn’t care. I always wanted to hear more. And she loved telling me. Slowly I realized she was putting her sickness in me, but I didn’t care I wanted to know more. One night after the campus movie.. I have a towel in the back. We can place that over the mess and I’ll clean it what I get home.”“You’re not angry with me?”“No, I’m not angry with you but perhaps you should explain why you were so messy.”“Do I have to?”“If you want us to go out together again you should tell me about it so that I understand. Of course, if you don’t want me to date you then you needn’t.”“I’d like us to date but you won’t like what I have to tell you.”“Why not start by telling me who he was and then maybe add. ” Holly replied with moans that evolved into half screaming as the intensity continued to build. Soon I couldn’t go any harder with our current method and shifted slightly. I moved my hands from her ass to her hips and pinned her against the wall, her legs still around my waist. I now just held her on the wall as I pulled away and slammed back into her, using the wall to hold her as I pressed ever deeper inside. Holly clearly approved as her hands dug into me. I could feel her grip on my hair. He cussed his luck and tried to leave me the same way.He tried but just was not good enough.I made the remainder of my shots look like lucky accidents. I cleaned the table.Gus really cussed then. He said "God Dam" kid you got a hundred of my money now".I said "Well I came in here with two hundred, I got a hundred of yours, tell you what why don't we bet three hundred and we quit". I told him that the chances were that I would loose anyhow the way he shot.He agreed.It was my break. I slammed.