Hard fat little eye-catching points that men like Mr.Feyla must love to stare at.Oh god, how I wish I could pinch them!I look back and forth between M...rgen and her father. She's reading herjournal and ignoring me. He's reading the Wall Street Journal, andcovertly glancing at me every few seconds. And here I am, basicallyeating alone."So, uh... Mr. Feyla--" Ahem," Morgen clears her throat, giving me a look.Right! Must speak higher! 'I am Kelly, I am Kelly' I think to myselffuriously, and just. I enjoyed gyrating on it for a while, and made sure that I inserted it all it, keeping in my ass for quite a while. When I pulled the dildo had I squatted over a mirror and admired my gaping asshole. Preparing your asshole for anal sex was always worthwhile, especially when you knew you were going to be fucked by a huge black dick. So what if it was a little loose before I got to my black lover, it would make it easier for me, and it would still be tight for him.So I found myself at the address. On Friday, before the first bell rang, Josh found me.“Steve, I need some advice!” he pleaded.“Sure Josh, what can I do for you?” I asked, knowing full well what his issue was.“Mary Harrison asked me out. She’s a Senior! She asked me out!”“So go out with her. She and I have known each other for a long time. She’s fun, and she’s a total fox!”“But what if she wants to do stuff? I don’t have any experience!”“Trust me on this. First, I’m sure you can figure it out. Second, Mary knows what she’s. Just as soon as I did, my temper started coming out.“I’m not a girl. My name is Gary, and I’d like to leave now!”He laughed at me! Told me I could never be a Gary because that was a man’s name, and I had a body like a little girl! In fact, he told me I WAS a girl, a woman to be. Then he shocked me by rubbing my butt again, telling me no man he’d ever met had this nice an ass.He shocked me even further by moving aside, telling me he was happy to meet me, and that I was free to go. I couldn’t.