What the Hell was he waiting for?Then it hit me. Maybe that wasn't Gary's kind of story. Maybe he was waiting for me to be seduced in my home. He did ...ome home unexpected occasionally. Was he expecting to find me in bed with a Black stud I had fallen for? I kicked my self for being so foolish -- and for giving Gary so much credit. If I was going to get Blacked, I couldn't expect any help from him. I started paying more attention to the mailmen, and meter readers, and lawn boys, and plumbers. Und einmal hatte Marie ihm einen Hand-Job gegeben. Das war sein sch?nster Tag. Nie w?rde er vergessen, wie er seinen Samen auf die Br?ste Maries vergoss und diese das Sperma in ihre Br?ste einrieb. Seitdem tr?umte er davon, wie es war, mit dieser wundersch?nen Frau zu schlafen. Der junge Mann w?nschte sich nichts sehnlicher herbei, als seinen 16ten Geburtstag. Der Tag, an dem Marie ihm ihren K?rper schenken w?rde. Manche glaubten halt noch an den Weihnachtsmann.Das Mistst?ck wusste ganz genau,. “I don’t like any other woman now. I don’t care what Amy was doing behind my back.” Dad was totally crazy about Amy. “Why? Was she really good at sex?” I asked still standing near his bed. “Emily!” Dad was a little surprised to see me talk like that. “If you won’t go out with other women then how would you forget that whore?” I said. “I told you, I don’t like any other woman,” Dad screamed at me. “And me?” I asked. “What?” he was totally surprised and confused. “Do you like me?” I asked. “Yah,. And like all guys, I didn't want to. I wanted to fuck the hell out of her. And I did. She got up and grabbed a condom from the wrapped towel she had on the night stand and in one swift motion put it in her mouth, dropped to her knees and slurped that thing on my dick without using her hands. Impressive. She hopped on the bed and assumed the position I wanted her in (doggy). This wasn't our first go around so she knew what I wanted. I was standing next to the bed and she curled her legs around.