“Brian, don’t fucking make excuses for her anymore.” Emily finally said, her voice quiet and a little cold. “I’ve really gotta go. Talk to y... tomorrow. And thanks again. Later, guy.” “Hey wai--” he began, but she’d already ended the call. He stood there silently for a few seconds with the phone to his ear. She’s always taken my side with things, Brian thought, showing a faint smile. Wonder if she’d feel the same way if she knew what a crush I had on her in high school. Would we have still been. If you hate black people we aren’t going to try and change that. If you hate Republicans we aren’t going to try and change that. If you hate gays we aren’t going to try and change that. If you take action based on your prejudices we are going to change that. Notice I did not say we are going to try to change that. We will change that. “My roommate last year was a black Republican homosexual. You’d never guess that we became good friends. Quite a few weekends we would double date and all four of. When I started planning my escape from the cold weather, naturally, I thought of the girls, and of our last discussion about the three of us taking a cruise together. When I did, it was as if I'd opened up a whole host of lewd thoughts in my mind.They had planted the seeds for this, and I now found myself given over to that reverie. The paranoid part of me started trying to resist the lure of imagining myself on a warm tropical beach with these two lovely sisters. My first thought was to make a. Marina's labia finally engulfs the head of my penis. " Owe...Owe" Marina cried. Her pussy subversively providing lubrication for its own assault as I gradually advance more of my cock into her. " That's it Marina. You got my monster cock in your pussy now," I taunted as I push it inside her. " You're hurting me. You're so big," Marina gasps. She feels me advance slightly deeper with each thrust. " Sssshhhhhhh," I said, placing an index finger to her lips. " It's okay." Marina whimpers. Her.