He's cool, confident, athletic build and a handsome movie star face. Not an exaggeration, he looks like the black guy you'd expect to be cast into a m...vie as a romantic love interest. As it turns out on our public university campus Elijah's game is exactly what a lot of young white women look for which works perfectly since these pretty white girls are exactly his type.Elijah and I got along well and while I was jealous of his success I did enjoy seeing the parade of women in and out of his. "She kissed her daughter and left the apartment.George was deep in thought walking the few hundred meters from Christina's place to his own.'What on earth was I thinking?' he thought to himself. 'Christina is lovely, but I won't exactly be seeing her much so this won't do anything for my social life. And it's true that I need to read, but what if the kid is a brat and I can't get any peace to read at all? And what if she dislikes me?'He dismissed all of it as theorizing ahead of his data - not. I got on my back and Jen straddled my. As she lowered herself down on my cock, I almost cameagain. Her pussy was so tight, it hurt the head of my cock. It was bliss when she finally sat all the way down. Jen began to ride me like I was a bucking bronco. She had two more orgasms while we fucked. I held out as long as I could andfilled her pussied with my load.I heard a noise from the closet. It was cracked open a little and I saw a shadow in there. I asked Jen what the hell was going on. I asked. Do we make it so obvious. No, not to bed, yet. I need food first and I've got some tales to tell." I think you have." David said, shoving something in the microwave. "Robert phoned an hour ago and left messages. Drink? He said you might be on the wagon?" Nope," I said, "Wine please. Anything but whisky." What was coming next? I had been a fool. I looked at David, praying. Oh please my only, only love, trust me. Have faith. He was coming towards me, his face deadly serious.He put the glass of.