The ironic part is, I gave up all self-pride for empty pleasure, when I could have derived real pleasure all the time just by keeping it - but for a s...ring of decisive moments, I thought I loved her more.The leech was everything to me, as its suppression is now. I shaved my head bald for a time, displaying the jagged leech-scars along my scalp for all the world to see. I wore home-made "leech pride" t-shirts, my favorite declaring "Look Ma, I've got a leech!" And whenever I noticed that my. The second game was no different."I really don't want to be in the sun again," Matthew whispered to me as Tim went back to serve.We needed to break their serve and get the ball back."I got an idea," I nodded as I fell back.As usual, Tim's ball came in like a fireball on steroids. I hit it up, and as usual, Matthew set me up for another good spike. Instead, I tipped it sideways, letting the ball fall slowly over the net. I had been planning that set up for most of the two games. Not once had I. .maybe he doesnt just hate white girls Trixie thought, her pussy wet thinking of the power this black man generates when he hate fucks white sluts. “And the Omalley sisters?”, Trixie asked still frothing over the thought of Stryker’s 13 inches of black steel ripping away at her pretty pink pussy.“They’re in there, one in each room”, Stryker informed the horny white agent, “your job is to intercept the “Bull” and keep him busy while our team rescues the girls”, Stryker smiled at the skinny agent. . Come on, let's fuck!", said her son bluntly, knowing it turned his mother on to hear him talk to her that way. His other other hand went to her tits, squeezing and fondling her braless boobs through her blouse. He could be very persuasive when he put his mind to it, and soon had TIna feeling so horny she almost gave in to him. But when began to undo her shorts, Tina came to her senses and tore herself reluctantly away from him. "No, Johnny! We can't! Ray will catch us," breathed Tina,.