" "Fine," Jen said removing her hands from my pants and zipping me back up. Before Jen could walk away I turned to her. I reached out and grabbed her ...ussy. My fingers began to push the fabric of her pants and panties into he slit. She gasped and her mouth opened. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk straight for a week. You won't want any other dick after you've had mine," I told Jennifer in a commanding voice. I could feel Jennifer was wet. It was seeping through her pants. I. A thunderous roar bellowed from deep within her. She curled her fingers in her bush, dipping quickly into her cunt and then out just as quickly. The sudden movement arched her back and a cry escaped her pouting lips. She felt heady and open for explorations. She grabbed her labia and tugged and then again quickly darted inside and then out, returning to her lips. Slowly parting her lips, she found her clit tender and dancingunder its hood.She caressed the tip of it, slowly going back and forth.. "Yeah, I'm going to see my g--..." Toby stopped dead. How to finish this?Too late. Mom was on full alert. "Toby?"Head on, then. "I'm going to see a girl." To do what? Help her with her algebra?" Mild amusement painted Mom's features.Toby passed on the temptation to lie. "We're just gonna hang out for a while. Watch TV or something." Really?" Was he pulling her leg, trying to prop up his ego, or had lightning struck? Penny Brillstein's eyes narrowed. "Be home for dinner..." Time to give Jean. The nerve on that chick! I declined, and was left scrambling to find another group. Well, as it turns out, Parvati Kumar and Janice Chang were also looking for a third person to join them. I happily joined them, and was happy to be working with such dynamic, interesting people. I found myself attracted to Parvati Kumar but didn’t think she’d reciprocate because I had never seen an Indian woman with a Black man. Well, only once and that was on the Tyra Banks Show. Not in real life. As I got to.