It took that blank look in her eyes, the knowledge that there WAS someone behind them to make me step back. I sat down on the couch and shook my head....I sighed and started cursing myself for being several kinds of stupid.The history book fell off her lap.For some reason, she had moved without instruction to cross her legs. It forced her mini-skirt to ride high on her right thigh. It was two inches away from showing buttock.Two very small inches.I sat there staring at her leg.God, Maria had. He reached down with his other hand and squeezed my hand. ‘House is going to be empty without you there.’ He sounded like he was trying to hold back the tears. ‘I kinda took for granted that you’d always be there.’ I thought I was going to melt away. I had no idea that the feelings he had went that deep. ‘I’m kinda scared to go. I don’t want to be alone like before.’ I stared off at the sun setting. I was surprised how easy that secret came out. Rob shifted around and pulled my face gently. She was so wet that I had to try, so I curled my thumb tight against my palm and slowly slid my entire hand inside her, filling her. She started to grunt and gasp as I pumped by fist inside her. Ronnie had moved behind her and was fingering and tonguing Ingrid’s ass, while her hands twisted Ingrid’s nipples. Ingrid’s entire body began to shudder as she came, her juices almost squirting out in a gush, coating my arms and face.I disengaged from Ingrid and turned as Ronnie filled my arms. Our. Actually, a question for all women. Why is it that good men of all ethnicities are ignored by women everywhere? I don’t think my problem is race specific. Well, please judge for yourself. First let me tell you a little bit about myself. I am that rare law-abiding and hard-working, educated brother you never hear about. I attend Carleton University part-time because I work as a security guard in the Carling sector of Nepean. I live in a neat little apartment in Nepean within walking distance of.