Still, still, he wanted to so bad… ‘Hey, are you okay?’ Billy felt Meredith’s hand on the back of his, and he jumped, startled. ‘I’m sorry...’ Meredith said softly. ‘I didn’t mean to scare you. You were just a million miles away.’ She kept her hand on Billy’s, and neither one of them spoke for a minute or so. Then Billy felt the hot moisture of a tear trickling down his cheek. Damn! He couldn’t lose it! Not here! Not with Meredith! ‘Billy, what is it? What’s wrong?’ Meredith’s voice was now full. I saw Jen leaning against the wall of the entrance to my 39th floor penthouse smoking a cigarette. She was beautiful. Strawberry blond hair, shoulder length, with some streaks of very light red. She had a very athletic body. She was a swimmer in college and her body remained in great shape. She wore a short white ruffled skirt and a pair of pink Pumas, with no socks. She had a small diamond anklet that her father bought her for her 18th birthday. It sparkled as I scanned her beautiful body. Her. I pulled in front of a large, brick building right on the edge of downtown. Anyone passing would not have even recognized it. There was no business name on the business front and had there not been a small flyer on the door that said “Harvey Enterprises,” I would’ve assumed that I was in the wrong place. With an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach, I proceeded into the building and down the white-tiled hall way and emerged into a dimly lit, carpeted room. One wall was lined with several. I cried out suddenly as I felt Tyrone's gigantic cock enter more than half way filling me in a way I never felt before. I felt it hurt a little as he stretched me.But Tyrone just grunted and thrust even harder, causing me to wail in pain; my hands pushed on his muscular chest as if to push him off me. I knew such a deed was almost useless but I never felt so stretched before nor did I expect the black guy would be so rough.It was hard to tell when my screams of pain and protest turned into.