I was wet; wet enough to allow his penetration with ease, and I let out a deep moan as he entered my cunt…I wrapped my long legs around him and hook...d my feet over his shoulders, I wasn't going to let him go. I needed this so badly. He pumped me hard, still holding my breasts and kissing my lips lovingly as I pushed my hips up slightly to meet his thrusts as he moved inside of me. I felt like such a woman tonight, that black man made me feel so sensual, so sexy, and for this I wanted him to. You want to make a goodimpression on Mr. Franklin. Don't over stay your welcome but don't runout on him either. We don't want him thinking we're using him." Okay Mom but how did he know I wanted to go to NYU?" I asked."I told him," my mother told me as if it made perfect sense. Then sheexplained. "He asked me if you were going to college and I told him youwant to go to NYU. That is where you want to go isn't it?"I had no idea what was going on but I wasn't about to turn down an offerfor help.. So slowly; I befriended her. It started slowly with the texting of funny quotes and some irrelevant emoji every midnight. On more than one occasion we would have dinner to Linnet’s house as she slept over but I didn’t pressure her at all though I was honest about liking and being attracted to her. As time went on, we sometimes we would hang out in my room watching a movie on the rare occasion she allowed herself to relax. It was as friends that I discovered we had a lot of common interests and. "I know," Joe whispered back.On their honeymoon twenty years ago, Joe and JoJo had spent six nights in the city in a not-quite- seedy hotel convenient to the theater district. The idea was that the money saved on lodgings would go towards shows and dinners. All Joe and JoJo really needed was a clean mattress and each other. And sometimes they didn't even need the mattress. The hotel offered a free continental breakfast, served from six-thirty to ten each morning. On the nightstand next to the.