I tried to reassert myself, but he grabbed a handful of my blond hair, and held me with ease, face down into the bed.I could hear his grunting as he c...ntinued the ****, and somehow I sensed this man was punching above his ability to pull a good looking white girl, he was obviously getting off big-time, as his mouthings sounded Turkish, and boy did he fuck.I tried to disseminate myself from my body, telling myself go with it, ride with him, let him think your up for it, so I relaxed and started. "Lets get you back to Dr Blackwell," she said, "Angie's probably tested your sperm by now."Indeed Angie had, for as I was ushered back in, I could see my vial, still full, sitting on top of a short report form."Remain standing Keith," Dr Blackwell told me, "this looks fine. Sperm content at the top end, and motility very active. Yes, we'll use you in our programme if the blood tests show that you're healthy. I'll give you a note to take to Rachel. Now lets get your details down."Dr Blackwell. As we stepped out into an ally i could see another couple of guys doing it. he led me down the ally to a low lit area and into this door. he closed the door and grabbed me and pulled me in and started kissing me again. it was very dark and i could not see anything but him. i felt his hands move up to my shoulders and push me down on my knees. i could see his crotch and smell his penis. it smelled like he didn't shower in a couple days. he unzipped his jeans and pulled them down. i grabbed his. They both moaned into the kiss, and Stephanie’s already fast-beating heart raced even faster when Prinna’s fingers slipped beneath the tail of her top and began to slide it upward.Their lips parted in unspoken concert once Stephanie’s top was bunched up above her breasts. She lifted her arms, allowing the brownie to pull it over her head. Before her top even drifted from Prinna’s fingers to the grass below, Stephanie was reaching behind her back to pop the clasp of her bra.Prinna slipped first.