" Their lust was so exciting I was tempted to take my stud back to the apartment immediately, but Sabah, those basketball players! I had never seen su...h males! So tall, so graceful, so BLACK! I was dripping.You know, growing up back in Rome, I never saw many black men, just an Ethiopian slave now and then. All my girlfriends were into fucking gladiators, and it was nice to sample studs from all over the empire, even if they never performed very well in the ring after a night with me. But all my. In order to prevent making a chucked up mess on his desk he rose to go to the bathroom. With his hands supporting him on the desktop and standing up out of the chair, the already severe pains became extreme sending a shock through his body like he had been hit by a lightning bolt. ‘Linda’, John whispered. He collapsed and gracelessly fell, hitting his head on the edge of the desk. His body squeezed itself between the desk and chair, forcing the chair backwards into the wall, and continued its. I breathed deeply. She smelled like peaches and oranges, and like sex. Intoxicated, I pulled her close, losing myself in her luscious mouth while Greg cradled my head, massaging my temples, my scalp. I only came up for air once, long enough to catch his eye, nodding, my smile inviting."I want you too, please?"We both watched, Trisha and I, while he removed his shirt, then his jeans. He was slender, his pale skin bathed in blue, then green, then red light, making him appear like a water color. But both of her parents had been poor European immigrants—illegals—so she didn't even know if she had any family somewhere in Europe. She probably did, but finding them would be impossible.Pride came easy to Amy. She was very proud to be a warrior and fight for her country. She'd flown seven combat missions in Bosnia during Operation Deliberate Force, twenty-seven combat missions in Yugoslavia during the Kosovo War, and one black-ops mission in the Middle East that was ostensibly a part of.