M.I was back at the arcade again last night. I spotted that one white faggot from the night before. For some reason I hadn't been able to get him out ...f my head. I found myself thinking about him when I was jerking off. When I saw him, he was leaning up against the wall, checking out everyone who entered. He was wearing nothing but a pair of butt baring jeans cutoffs, no shirt, a slave bandana tied Tupac style on his shaved head, and red lipstick. Every time I’ve seen him outside of the booths,. I returned to my knees and grabbed the shaft with one hand and cradled his ballsack with the other. I engulged the head with my mouth and he immediately pushed forward with his hips and simultaneously let out a very loud moan. "I was hoping you would be open to a little one on one," he said in a stammering voice. "I have seen you more times than you know and have had many dreams about this day."I sucked his cock deep in my mouth and felt his head begin to move down my throat. It was. I grabbed a chair, stepped up onto the computer desk in the basement. The swivel chair moved as I fell onto the desk and I pushed all the books off the desk. I heard footsteps coming down to the basement. Cassie? I hear you, so dont stop being all quiet now bitch! George started running down the basement steps and saw my bruised naked body on top of the desk next to the window. Trying to escape I see, said George. Without another word, he walked over violently, grabbed me by my ankles and. She said that she will be married soon and want to try sex at least once so that she is not nervous on honeymoon. I was very excited. She said that I am all yours and use me as you can.I went near her and hold her waist, pushed her towards me. Our breathes were mixing and she was looking at me with lusty eyes.I teased her by just standing there and not doing anything. This increased her sexual urge and requested me to do it. I smooched her for at least 10 minutes and laid her on bed. Then, by.