Emily Anne Shreve was personable, gorgeous, and, from all appearances, did not find me to be totally disgusting.On the negative side, she was, clearly... a rich girl from an influential family. Also, I don't think she had any clear idea exactly what a poverty case she was dealing with. Eddie and I were living in a low-rent-district duplex, barely getting by on my ridiculous minor-league salary, and pretty much dependent upon my daily meal money to keep both of us fed.Sure, I'd tried to make clear. "But..." She pleaded.I had moved between her legs. My thumb pressed against her asshole as I used my other hand to guide the large circumcised head between her big pussy flaps. She wiggled her ass against my cock and pushed back engulfing half of my erection. I reached forward and grabbed a handful of her Dreadlocks and pulled viciously back as I rammed my cock in to the hilt. My big balls slapping against her pussy. I rammed my hard cock violently in to her sopping wet cunt, asserting my. I have to restrain myself however, as I've still not finished dressing yet and want to postpone my orgasm till I'm complete. I continue to pleasure myself though, bringing myself to the warm breathless brink again and again but easing off each time crisis approaches, the waves subsiding from near final intensity to merely hugely erotic surges of nerve impulses coursing through my belly and groin and a leakage of clear slippery seminal fluid into my panties adding to the slipperiness within.. In. “You make my cock hurt.” Shaun whispered. “You’re so fucking hot, it’s painful. Skin like a China doll. So sweet and innocent. Such full, red lips…”His precum dripped into my pink hole and I cried.Tears of joy and longing.“I’ll be your anything, Shaun.”“Just be you and let me have you, Alan.”“I’m yours.”I was.His hot breath traveled down my back as I lost my fucking mind to the feel of his lips grazing my flesh.Then I screamed as his tongue wet my ass.“This is your pussy.” Shaun told me.