I began to go deep and fast and she was screaming oh so loud. She was saying “ooooooooooh yeahhhhhh fuckkkkkkkkkk me daddddddddddy.” I then withou... warning came all inside and over her pussy, and she moaned and reached down to her pussy and put the cum dripping, on her hands and rubbed it all over her boobs. Once we had finished she hopped off the bed and decided to take out a white sundress, and black leggings, with no thong or bra. She put these on while I called up my travel agent and told. (Curse you Uncle Jessie. I wish you weren’t dead.) —- University wasn’t safe either, because my notoriety followed, albeit a few days later. Girls I never knew would ask me for a date. Ones in class would try to sit next to me, pass me notes, others would call me at all hours of the day, AND night. I had no peace, I was harassed by girls. Women would proposition me for sex, ask for dates, offer me a job, and ask to marry me. Cursing Uncle Jessie was a regular occurrence. It almost became. He is handsome and he is so hot. His name is Andrea. He is 6”8, black, short hair cut, very athletic body and his age is 29. I’ve so many day dreams about sleeping with him and one day my dreams came true. It was a warm summer day, so I was wearing a short brown skirt with no panties on, a sleeveless white shirt, a pink lacy bra. The top 3 buttons were undone, so everyone could see my open wide cleavage. I knew that my perky nipples were making an unforgettable sight through the fabric. . “Talk to the man,” she ordered.“I’m so sorry...”“For not inviting me to a party,” I said.“David?”“Yep. I’m in LA and in need of entertainment.”“You dick!” he said and covered the phone as he explained to Bec. “It was David Dawson pranking me.” Then he got back on the line. “I saw your dustup with the paparazzi. I thought you might have forgotten about me. Now that you need something, you come crawling to good old Zak.”“Pretty much.”“Well, you’re in luck. We’re having one tomorrow night.”“Can I.