You had light brown skin and a body that would just make me melt (you were not fat you had muscles), and those arms looked liked they could hold onto ...e so tight and just squeeze all the pain I felt out of my soul. I knew that I was not your type because guys like you have a thing for fast girls and I wasn’t fast and good looking. I was 5’3 and 250 pounds and fat everywhere. Every time I laid my eyes on you I would image just the two of us having wild, hot, passionate sex but every two weeks I. I was just a teenage boy who hadn’t had enough experience to last as long as I should. But that just turned on even more knowing she had the power to blow my mind and make me cum on demand. Just then she smiled. ‘Give it to me. Cum in my pussy.’ She whispered in a raspy tone. Our eyes met and she licked her lips. ‘Come on baby. Do it!’ She bucked back and forth rapidly sending me over the edge. ‘Oh GOD! OH GOD!’ I hollered out and shot streams of cum up into her steaming cunt. I filled her good. She heard the words slut and whore. For a moment she thought that Marcia was being attacked but when she stepped inside the wide open back door she was taken completely by surprise. Marcia was being fucked and the man fucking her was not her husband, Pete, but a stranger; a black stranger. They never heard her gasp. They were so caught up in their fucking. She went to step back to make a hasty exit but her foot caught a waste bin by the refrigerator and knocked it over. The next few moments. "Joyce nodded her head as she dropped it. "Water, please."They hadn't recognized me, and I was busy enough that I couldn't stop to chat just yet. When I brought the water back, Bonnie finally recognized me."We know you, don't we? You're, uh, Alex, Albert, um, no, Alan. Claire's brother, right?" That's right. It's good to see you all again. It's been a long time." How is she?" She's?she's fine." I lied; they could tell. It was ironic that if she had succeeded in joining The Trips, the highest.