I knew precisely what I was looking at now, what kind of man he was. Despite his puppy dog eyes, there was no doubt in my mind. This was no boy next d...or. He was a god, a dominant force, a hurricane wind. The divine flames in his glare singed me deep in my abdomen and demanded I worship and adore him. If his grip weren’t on me, I knew I’d melt to the floor and fold myself in half before him, just because it felt so right. “Answer me, Addison. How do you like living with a bunch of bitches, who. ?What do you want?? I whispered to him, miserable, while the others laughed and chatted. ?I’ll give it to you. Whatever it is. I wish I could be a girl for you, so we could be together all the time, and nobody would care or even notice. But I can’t. I’m a boy. But if you want me to be a whore, I’ll be that. And if you don’t want me to give myself to all your friends, just say so. Please just tell me what you want. Talk to me.??What I want,? he said, icy, ?is for you to go in the bathroom, clean. " and she paused for a second to consider how to proceed; and then she said: "Black guys can last a long, long time; and they can come more than once; and that's something a lot of women (whether they admit it or not) want."She propped herself up on her side and looked into my face for a second. "Did I hurt your feelings saying that?" No," I replied, though I guess I did feel a slight twinge of...of what? I wasn't sure. Maybe...regret? Though it felt more like envy, to be honest.I'd already. She knew what was coming next. No wait, I need to tell you something first I pulled her up putting my mouth over hers and shoved my tongue inside so she could not say another word. I reached down with my other hand and pulled her panties to the side. She started trying to talk while my tongue was in her mouth but finally giving up and giving in letting me do it. In one easy thrust I slid my aching dick all the way to my balls. Normally when I have sex it takes about three or four strokes for.