”“I never said anything about paying you, Will. She thinks sex is boring, that it is not even worth the time to engage in it. It is all because of...the men she has been with.”Will shook his head and said, “I am not even going to ask how you know all these personal details. If she hates sex so much what makes you think I could get to first base or even score a homeroom?”“Will, we have been friends since we were babies and I have seen you in action plenty of times. I know you can do this.”“And how. PUCH.. Her pussy was flooded with cum. I was fucking Namitha real hard now. The bed was cracking violently. I was pressing her boobs and was bucking my hips like a wild bull. It was so erotic to see a huge black cock oscillating inside her bushy pussy. Each stroke made slapping sound like PLOP PLOP SPLOSH SPLOSH. The room was filled with the sound of fucking. Namitha was now screaming in pleasure. I guessed she had cummed at least 5 to 6 times. Me: You like that randi? You like it, Ummm...?. It'sintoxicating."Do you mind if I take off my boots?" I ask, not waiting for hisresponse. My feet hurt and the break would be welcome. I unzip them inturn and slip my feet out, wiggling my nylon-covered toes andmassaging my chafed heels. I raise a little smile at the sight of mytoenails, chipped and still painted from last week. Does it make memore authentic or less, I wonder as I straighten my dress and followScott into the room he vanished into.The room turns out to be what looks like a. .. I.... You know, you looked pretty good during that interview. Like sexy. If I recall, you were dressed the same as now.' 'Yes, I don't know..About Dr. Trant.' She wanted to ignore the sexy part. She was smelling a rat already and I was a big fucking one. I must have been giving off that hyper-sexual excited air. And she knew all about hyper, didn't she? 'You know it was really nice how they had that long shot of you with the voice over. How you were.