My left side lost and has to do the dishes tonight.”Leslie didn’t laugh even though Brock thought he was hilarious.“Jenny has been in her room c...ying for the last three hours,” Leslie said. “I’d like for you to come and talk to her.”“No.”“No, what?” Leslie asked.“No, ma’am?” Brock asked.“That’s not what I meant,” she told him. “I meant why not.”Because I don’t give a flying fuck if she feels bad, Brock thought. It was a good thought, he decided.“Because I don’t give a flying fig if she feels. I lay there naked Trevon looking down at me, his limp cock getting hard again. He came on top of me, said I've wanted to Fuck your Fat Ass for a long time, I looked into his eyes, relied I'm ready for it. He started to finger my pussy I was wet, waiting for my first Black Cock, I could feel it hard against my belly, then he positioned himself in between my Big Legs I could feel it in the opening of my pussy then he started to push it into me. I had my arms around his shoulders he looked into my. Easy Liam, he scolded himself, she’s way too young. … Taking her seat, Cara glanced down the aisle while others milled into their places. She felt tired and sick but refused to sleep on this flight, jet lag would not be affecting her on this trip. She took off her jacket and rummaged in her bag before kicking it under the seat in front of her. Leaning back, thoughts of her responsibilities waiting at home threatened to overload. Pushing them away, she looked back down the aisle to see the hunk. I fight the tremors that seize my body and somehow manage to stand up straight. Thrusting both arms up to signal the end of the routine, the crowd roars to life.My face splits into a broad grin and I seek him out in the bleachers. He’s on his feet, applauding, the gold sleeves of his black letterman jacket flapping wildly. He calls something out I can’t hear amongst everyone else doing the same. Blake’s fingers go into his mouth and a piercing whistle makes itself heard above the clamor.I kiss.