The rest of my life will be spent in this depressingly dingy color scheme. I begin to hate the color blue-grey. It’s the color that forges iron pris...n bars. Blue and white fear surges through my muscles, sparking along my nerves like electricity across steely, taut cable wires, and rending them into a million slivers under the tensile force. Desperate and terrified, I begin flailing about on my bed. Every muscle in my body contracts, contorts, spasms, flexes, tenses, and finally at once. Brandi then jumped into the shower and was in bed asl**p in twenty minutes. The morning after, our hotel phone started ringing, I looked over at the clock and it was seven o’clock. I sad, ‘Who in the hell is calling at this time of the morning.’ I reached out and answered the phone. It was Ellen, Brandi’s friend. She said, ‘ Alan I really need to talk to Brandi, its really important.’ I handed the phone to Brandi. She took the phone and said, ‘Hello, she started screaming, no, no, no, this. He instructed Tiffy to get him another drink and lead him to the bedroom. He played with huge white booty as they walked up the stairs. He flicked Tiffy’s cocklet once the homeowner got on the bed. He shook the butt cheeks then ate the boipussy. Tiffy squealed as Petrus penetrated him. They fucked for the next hour. Petrus enjoyed it immensely. “I want to be your African Daddy while I’m here. I wanna see you often!”“I’d love that,” beamed Tiffy. “Can I get a sandwich?”“Sure.”Petrus eventually. I was bullied by my parents and classmates for years till I grew a bit and learned to,fight back. The girls from school remember me as a no confidence loser even though I,m not that any more!” “I don,tnthink,you,reva loser, Joe. I think,you,re one Sexy Guy!” “Kiss me again then?” She did and I was in heaven then paralysed as her right hand felt for my cock through the. material of my slacks. “Feels hard. Can I see your cock?” she husked, her breath shorter. Without waiting for my reply she.