Kelly had laid down her towel on the top bench, removed her swimsuit, and was enjoying the cleansing sweat bath.She was melting into the bench when th... door had opened and she assumed I had entered the sauna. Someone sat on the top bench on the other side. After a minute of silence, Kelly said: “Had enough swimming?” It sounded as though he may have been a bit startled that he wasn’t alone.“No, I might go back in after I sweat it out in here.” Now it was Kelly’s turn to be surprised. She had. Titus replied by shoving the rest of his cock all the way until his balls slapped against my tender cheeks. I thought it would split me in two, but it didn't. It filled me completely and I felt as if my insides were on fire. Every stroke of his long cock brought shivers and tingles and my mind raced to find a reason for what I was feeling.But I knew the answer. I was gay and I loved the feeling of this gorgeous black man's cock inside me. I could have really given a shit, though, and as Titus. ”“Pass your third black belt test today, and tomorrow you talk to Samantha and decide if you’re OK with this or not. If not, then I’ll find a way to end it.”“I can do that,” she said.I smiled, kissed her, and then the three of us continued walking to the dojo.May 17, 1992, Chicago, Illinois“I’m not sure that was a particularly useful Rap Session”, Michelle said as we sat in the sauna late on Sunday afternoon.“Because we talked in circles about philosophy?” I asked.“Yes.”“About half the people. “Oh God … Oh, fuck me …” Ill-chosen words. They’d been an exclamation of wonder at Jared’s power-shafting. He took them however as a request, shoving her down onto the bed and crushing the side of her face to the covers, upping his game. He climbed more or less on top of her, so he could spear downwards, giving her every inch he had with all the strength he could muster. Her whole body absorbed the impact each time her cunt was filled. Jared was proving good to his word yet again—fucking the.