Now around this time, I had a girl-friend with whom I have had quite some experiences (perhaps I will share some of them if you guys want :) ), howeve... much to my dismay we were confined to third base all the bloody time. And when school break was on it wasnt helpful, yes we did sexted and wanked off on skype alot but given that age the raging hormones and the distance to commute between our houses the "kinky" times were far too less.Hence I was generally stuck at home, all day with nothing. Their out there right now. Thousands and thousands of white guys just like that. Secretly, yes, but their secret indulgences are merely the proof of their own persistent, inward doubts, as to their supremacy fantasies. Their agony is no small thing, and only acknowledging this doubt, this need to confess their enviousness, even their actual inferiority, will they be free of the very thing that gnaws at them day and night. Here's one such example for your perusal. ]If Dylan's parents knew that. . .’ ‘Relax, kid, I was teasing. The CD was part of a gag gift from a Christmas party years ago. I tossed it into the car with the others yesterday. We can be silly once in a while, right?’ Billie nodded and opened the door. Eleanor released the latch and joined her friend at the back of the car. ‘How do you want to handle this, Billie? I don’t think we should venture far from the car.’ ‘I see a few people near that group of benches. I’m going to walk halfway there and tell them I’m sharing. “As hot as I promised?”Paul just stood there looking me up and down, his face red with lust, his cock bobbing in front of him, glistening in the light streaming in from the kitchen. I am a 5'3", 101 pound blond with 34b tits and a boyish shape. He seemed pleased. Mark jerked my hair hard and tossed me on the couch. “She really likes your cock,” Mark said. “Give her some more of it while I lick her pussy.”Mark knelt in front of me, pulling the thong down over my ass and past my ankles. Paul.