So when it finally died down to a roar where I could get a word in edgewise, I asked, "Tammy would you have wanted to change anything about becoming m... mate?" It was perfect." she said with a wonderful smile.And suddenly it was quiet. Two for two; of course I wondered if I could keep up this streak. When I gingerly walked out of the bedroom the next morning I had gone four for four by four, of course there weren't any conflicts involved. The coffee was a welcome and blessed event when I arrived. The first night, a bit titty blonde from somewhere in Montana told me she had never seen a black man before in her life, though by sunrise she had swallowed more of my black rod than any bitch before or since. I found some cute Asian twins who told me I was the most American thing they could think to experience together. My roommate, this pasty k** named Fred, learned pretty quickly how to get a good night's sleep on the floor outside the room on the many nights some white coed decided I had. “Oh gawd Matthew—you should have been there. So—we're just chillin in the tent, rite ? Nobody saying anything. We zipped the two bags together so the three of us could get in. In just no time, Johnny is down on Andre's dick. He's just mumbling, like 'oh fuck—oh fuck—oh fuck'. Johnny is giving him some awesome head, and gets him boned up real hard. Im pretty sure it's 10”, like he claimed”. Finally Johnny comes up, right—and just says 'fuck me'. Well, Andre is all worked up now, and don't. "I can mix vinegar and water. Remember what Mama said about doing that if we ever got carried away once we are married. Little did she know at the time that we're lesbians." Both chuckled at her remark."Honestly, I don't want to have kids," Michelle stated firmly."That's what my mixture is for. It kills all the sperm and then cleans you out." There are advantages to being married to. First, no one will suspect our kind of lovemaking.Second, we'll be together forever until one of us dies..." The.