I got the cock in my mouth out then went down on my elbows then my folded arms…squealed like hell into the sheet…he grabbed my upper thighs pulled...out then buried himself again (not as deep thank god) and hissed, “Take it bitch…take ‘dis black motherfucker!”I didn’t even have to look; this was the nigga with the 11” monster! Yes, it was all of that and hard as a rock…at least he’d waited for my hole to gape a little!Now I had cramps; big gut-wrenching cramps! My rectum was also on fire all over. I do know that you want to do this, mostly because your best friend has and she has encouraged you to do it too. She claims to have enjoyed it immensely, and personally, I don't doubt that she did. However, it is also true and valid that if she convinces you to do this, she is not the only non virgin she knows, which reinforces her decision to do it. That's not a bad thing, necessarily; it's just a different way of looking at why she is encouraging you so." Let's say that you have developed. I sat there and just stared at her. The emotion I was feeling most of all was sadness. Sadness that it had come to this. I had done all I could and this is how it got repaid.My name is Robert Martin, and I first met Amanda Pierce at Emory University, in Atlanta, about fifteen years ago. I was the only child of a couple of pecan farmers down in southern Georgia, and their goal in life was to make sure their only chick and child went to college, come hell or high water, as my daddy used to. I was slowly working up and down the shaft with my right hand and would take the head in my mouth and lick around the rim of his nice mushroom head. I was thoroughly enjoying this because I felt like this was just for me and I could do it as long as I liked or stop whenever I wanted to. I could feel his balls tighten up so I knew he was getting close. I grabbed his balls and pulled them down firmly and held them there until the need passed. I asked him CUB are you sure you want to do this and.