"They both wrenched their clothes off and clung to each other. Neither was really listening to the other as they babbled their love to each other but ...hey both took it in. They spoke normally. They whispered. They purred. And then there were long silences as they gazed at each other or devoured each other's lips."I want you in me," panted Annette."I don't want to hurt you, my darling." Blow that! I need you in me. To feel we are one again. Please, darling, please."Harry worked his cock up and. This signal of her arousal does not go un-noticed. He sees hey breasts hanging softly against her chest, slightly parting with their weight. He nipples becoming ridged. He aches to touch them, but knows that the moment he touches her, the moment is lost. He stands there admiring her soft breasts, the skin tight, nipples now fully erect. He imagines himself licking them gently, his saliva glistening of her quivering nipples. Imagines biting them, the soft sensation of his teeth rolling over. Tell me about your family...brothers and sisters. You mention a dorm. Are you far from home? How often do you get home? Do you work? ?If you do work, I hope it is a nigger appropriate job such as cleaning toilets or flipping burgers. Not a job with any class or style. This is the first step in your achieving your goal. You need to work on yourself. You need to stop dressing like a preppy or a college student and start to dress like a street nigger. I AM NOT PLAYING GAMES, SO DON'T WASTE MY. He held his headhigh, ponytail bouncing against his shoulders as he walked purposefullyatop his two-inch heels, beautiful green dress swishing along his knees.He received a few long, studious looks from the men in the spindle, butit was nothing he couldn't handle. He knew he was presenting himself tothe station as a beautiful woman now, and he knew what the average'sman's reaction would be to seeing something so lovely. He noticed theattention he was getting without focusing on it.He exited the.