The true reason that they were black — which he knew was a question which would come soon — was simply because they were. He didn’t select them ...ased on their color. It just happened that the black ones were the longest ones available in the warehouse. He’d wondered over it himself, but there was no answer that Cor could make. ‘They were made for me,’ he lied with a shrug, ‘They are black because it was a tradition in my family.’ They walked to an open area which looked like a field, though. One word from her and I am in serious trouble from college committee. But still sitting in front of her is killing me. One look at her and some wild desire stir in my gut. ‘You didn’t answer my question Jake.’ she said. ‘Do you think I am sexy and hot?’ ‘Oh, Yeah’ I thought. ‘With that body of yours I want to fuck you the first chance I get.’ An image flashed in my brain me fucking her from behind while she is bent over her desk. It took all my effort to stop a stupid grin spreading over my. Leslie also began to color her questions with approval or disapproval to help elicit the answer she wanted, though it was difficult for her to express any other emotion than eager curiosity at discovering Dan's preferences."You don't like submissive girls, do you?" she asked with the slightest hint of accusation, hoping that he'd be more likely to give a favorable answer, and sure enough, when she heard his "of course not", she felt her proclivity toward asserting herself strengthening and. I moved through it and came to an opening on my right. I peered inside and managed to see two guys stood up kissing each other as they played with themselves. I continued straight ahead and came to a bigger room at the end that had a bit more light in it. One guy was stood with his back against the wall, masturbating to the sight of a guy riding another on the floor in front of him. The one standing looked at me and looked at my hard exposed dick. I preferred the main theatre so turned around.