I’ve dreaded the day when we would finally breech this subject. What are we? Definitely more than lovers, she’s my best friend, my confidant, my A...a. And I don’t hate her in spite of what she believes. If I did, I wouldn’t drive myself crazy so much trying to maintain a reasonable distance from her. It’s difficult. Lord knows I’ve tried to stay away, but with us living in such close proximity, it’s nearly impossible. We talk almost every day—unless we’re arguing. We see each other every other. 'Who cares,' Angela sang gaily. 'Let's go. 'Bye Jean or who everyou are.'Jean scowled at her and I hurriedly pushed past.Jean watched us load the boxes into a taxi and I watched her aswe drove off.Goodbye Jean, and goodbye to Allan. We laughed all the way backin the cab and I laughed so hard I began crying, crying withrelief.'What's wrong, Liz?' Angela asked, hand on my arm.'Oh, I don't know, everything and nothing,' I said weakly. 'Shereally thought Allan was useless, didn't she?''I can't. ?On the third date, he had patiently explained to Marcee that she was his true love. His girlfriend. But that because he had such a huge dick, one girl just wasn't enough always to satisfy his lust. He sometimes had to fuck some other girls, just to skim off the cream. That did not mean he cared about them at all. Marcee was his one true love! Now Marcee?consoled?herself with the thought that he hadn't known if this girl on the phone had a shaved cunt or not. Tht meant he hadn't fucked her!. I applied some on my dick too and was getting ready. I could feel Shreya shivering with tension about the pain. I made her stand on the edge of the bed with her feet on the floor and bent her.I separated her butt cheeks with my hands and slowly put my dick inside her hole. The lubrication was helpful but Shreya said it was hurting more and more as I went in. I put in about 3 inches of my dick and pulled it out. I did it for some time and gradually kept increasing the depth.I then got my whole.