As we are living next to each other for more than about 5 years, that have made a good relation between both the families. We often had dinner at each...other’s place and I have even slept at her place for a few times. I had few feelings for her but whenever I saw her tight ass my feelings would become uncontrollable but I controlled them some how. One day her mother invited me for dinner at their place and after the dinner as it was very late she asked me to sleep at their place only. And I. "Well, Shahia, I have to say I'm disappointed. I cannot approve of your content, it was far too political for a classroom. And your presentation was rushed and muddled. But you did try, so I will be giving you a C."Chris gasped, that was so unfair. He'd asked her to speak on the subject of Australia Day, what else could she do? Shahia looked up. Though her breathing was not under control, her face was once again as if set in stone. Quietly she said, "Thank you, sir". And then, under her breath,. I thought that Lars and I would share the beauty of Jamaica each day, and a bed and our love for one another each night. However, as I soon learned, that was not how Lars felt about me. It was not what he intended to do in Jamaica.’ Annika interrupted, ‘Yes, when I first met him, I tried to point out that something was wrong, Lars wasn’t the gentleman you’d described to me. There was something amiss with his accent, something insidious in his words, and something frightening about his demeanor. A minute. Maybe two. Then he’s uncorking into her sloppy snatch, a hot stream that seems to last longer than his fuck. He pulls off and sweet, awkward Zane settles between her legs. He stares at her dripping hole, cock twitching as he debates the logic of entering her sodden, stained gash.She opens her arms, a playful grin on her lips. “Don’t you want me?” she teases.Delirious, he nods.“Come here then. Fill your Baby Blue back up.”Zane crawls on hands and knees, pendulous erection swaying.