Rashad began pulverizing me from the start. He wasn't the least bit gentle. His long, hard strokes made me writhe in pain and I was struggling to stay...conscious. That is when this black thug grabbed my long blonde hair from behind. He held it with one fist, pulling and yanking on it with such authority.He controlled my entire white body from behind as my tight pussy was pounded and pummeled like it had never been before."Oh my god! Oh my god!" I screamed.My blonde pussy was throbbing in pain,. The front of his pants flew in my direction. I was dizzy. My god, he wanted ME! He was hard for ME! I excused myself to go into the conference room. I had to calm down. But Andrew followed right after me. I didn’t have a chance. I couldn’t calm down. I had trouble looking him in the eye. We spent the day together working. He was hard the entire time. He seemed ill at ease, but was always a complete gentleman. I felt like his eyes were burning a hole in my body, but he never made a comment or. ‘Will it hurt?’ She was no longer afraid to ask this question, no longer afraid of her uncertainty. This man knew of such things, he had experienced all the doubts of youth and would understand, would listen without judgment. ‘No, you will feel no pain at my touch and when it is finished then…’ he paused: how to tell this girl of such things, things that he himself could not conceive of despite years of trying? How to communicate a meaning that renders all words inadequate? In the back of his. Here let me help you girls."We watch as Cindy's mom takes a large box from the bottom of the closetand empties it on the pink bedspread. "Oh yes these clothes will fit hermuch better." I turn and she puts a dress up against me to check forsizing."Yes everything in this box should fit you perfectly sweetie." Cindy'smom puts the dress back in the pile. "Now get undressed and when she ischanged we will get her clothes in the wash."Cindy and her Karen smile at me. "You can get naked in front of us.