....................................................................................................................................... It was another...late night. Like most nights, I was the last to leave the library. My Master’s thesis consumed my life, bringing me late nights and early mornings. It also left very little time for a social life, not like I had one. People seemed to avoid me. I wasn’t sure whether it was my intellect, my interest in ancient societies, or the morbid way I dressed. " "That's only partially correct," Beth quickly rejoined. "We specialized in films about plump or pregnant white women having sex with massively hung black men!" Jane had of course known about this before she made the appointment, but just hearing it spoken out loud, and so casually at that, made her shiver! "So," Beth Martin asked. "Do you want to continue with the interview?" "You may leave right now with no hard feelings what so ever!" Jane cleared her throat and nodded her head while. Walking past the dealerships between my house and the theater we drew on the cars covered in snow. Games of tic-tac-toe, man with hat from XKCD, random messages, and we cleaned all the snow off one car in the middle of the lot for the random. Walking back to my house we decided since the snow was so good we wanted to play in it more. We built the Calvin and Hobbes head peeking up over the hill, like a giant poking his nose over with his fingers to the sides. It stayed there for almost a week. Oh god. Fuck me. Go deeper." pretty much anything she was feeling, she just said it out loud. I could hear his big balls slap her ass with every stroke. She began to grip the sheets her 2nd orgasm was building. Her breathing was heavy but she would try to hold her breath so as not go give into the orgasm just yet, but she could not hold out."Fuuuuuuuuck.......Ohhhhhhhhhhh." she screamed as she climaxed again.Her whole body began to convulse as he kept his cock only a quarter of the way in. I.