Brent pulled a rookie mistake. He bragged about bagging Anne the first week of school and couldn't stop gossiping about his other conquests. He was no...hing special, which made me question Priscilla's taste in men. Priscilla also made a mistake about a week before Super Bowl. She told me Anne had a thing for me. Because of this information, I was intrigued with Anne. Priscilla and I were just hooking up, and I didn't mind that Anne had bagged a couple dudes I knew. I had it in my head that if. "And then you go and fuck it up."It was a good five minutes later before she said her next words. "Give me your phone." My phone? You want to make a call now?" Hurry," she ordered even as she fumbled in my pants pocked for my cell. Finally pulling it out she asked, "What's Caitlyn's number." Caitlyn? You're not going to call--" Her angry look stopped the rest of my sentence. "Under Dave, number one on the speed dial," I said. Marisa pushed the button and then, as it rang in a bedroom in New. Who knew a blind date could turn out this way? I thought I would have to kill Nadia for setting this up.As he turned away to leave me, I was so excited by his tight, round ass that it caused me to rethink the negative stigma attached to kissing ass. I wanted to do more than kiss it. I wanted to pull on his pants until they came off. I wanted to pull on his underwear until his cock and balls spilled out, until his juicy ass was out, and stare at the bounty of his masculine black body, at least. .. becoming better friends ... this could spin out of control, at least for me.”“You’re right,” she said. “It could. But I’m tired of the tension. Like the tension of the embarrassment I felt when you and the UPS man had that casual conversation about what I’d ordered in the mail. But then, last night, I had more orgasms in two hours than I’ve had in the last two years and I slept like a baby. Now here I am, all tensed up again. I’m sure there’s only a limited supply of batteries, Bob.” She.