We were only apart when you worked on your report and I made the fried rice cakes." Fried...?" she nearly grunted and made an ugly face. "I don't eat ...ried anything."I frowned and shrugged. "You wouldn't even wait for them to cool. You were ranting about how much you've always loved them."Her eyes grew big as she shook her head. Suddenly she noticed the empty glass by the laptop."I suppose I drank some of that blue poison that April left in the cabinet." Apparently, more than you should have,". ..' I looked at him and replied '...that's mighty weird of you to do something like that. Why didn't you just come knock at my door...' '...I didn't want any one to know that I liked girly boys...' I reached over and took hold of his still exposed penis and gave it a slight squeeze saying '...if you want we can split the weekend rental on my room and go back there and have some real fun...' He tucked his tool back in his pants and whispered to me '...you leave first and meet me in the parking. It was impossible…He got on his knees beside my head and rubbed the dripping cockhead on my lips, as my asshole was stuffed with Robby’s dick.Then he slowly began pumping it in and out of my asshole, which had beenstretched to the limit…Then I heard the taxi driver’s deep voice:“Bring the white bitch over here" He asked, as he sat down on a chair.Robby slipped out from my asshole and dragged me to his sitting mate. Then I brought my knees up, resting my feet on the edge of the seat, exposing my. I don’t have to keep telling you it was really Mary. But as far as I was concerned, I was completely in the zone; there were only two people in that room, me and the man with the sexy voice. When he said that, he knelt on the bed between my legs; I could feel him there. His hands went back to playing with my breasts; it felt lovely. As he lifted his hands away, he said, “I wanted to get a better feel of those beautiful breasts, so I ripped her blouse open.” Now I understood the blouse thing; I.