V. for the rest of the night. Stacy was busy in her room, unpacking things. And I'd pretty much given up hope and went to bed when the news came on. I... hadn't been very long after I turned out the lights when I heard Stacy come into the room.I looked over at her in the blue glow of my clock. She was stripping off her clothes, and my cock immediately began to rise. She crawled in under the covers and slid over.“You still awake?”“Yep.”“Sorry, I just wanted to get that done before school. Got one."More terrible waiting. "Naked. Now." Charlie practically flew out of his clothes. But the next message froze him. "Make it up to me." What the fuck does that mean??" Make it up to me. Make me forgive you."Charlie sat still on his couch, butt naked and holding his phone in one hand and a marker in the other. He felt an overwhelming urge to make Sam feel better, and finally chose to write, "Sorry, Sam," along his cock, with a cute little sad face following it. He sent a picture, and. I have not used anyone elses story just my own imagination. If people like this part I will continue to write the rest and then publish that. Thanks for looking.I have always had a thing for fat arses and until I watched some ebony I never thought about pounding a black girl. They have the juiciest arses big and round just the way I like it. There was a new girl in the office today and geuss what she was the black girl of my dreams thick thighs, big juicy arse and big boobs. I had to show her. “You’re having fun, aren’t you?” She shouted back.“Sure am!” I said. I swung, then jerked hard on the pistol. The grappling hook snapped free and for a few moments, I was entirely parabolic. I flipped myself up and around, slashing downward at the Guard with the polearm. He thrust up at me, and I used the contact to fling myself a few feet closer to the wall. I spun, fired, and hit the wall with my grappling hook. I retracted the hook, flung myself at the wall, planted my feet, then locked.