I was beautiful...heart breakingly, soul crushingly beautiful. My features had grown even softer from my cherubic chin to my button nose; my lashes lo...ger, fanning my cum hither sea blue eyes; my lips plumper and shinier, open and panting at the sight of the vision before me. My hair was falling about my face, flaxen curls of spun gold, with a lacy cap keeping it somewhat in order. My breasts were flush as they rose and fell in my panicked arousal the red set off alluringly by my pale, creamy. His muscles moved easy on the eyes below his even tan. Laura appreciated the view and could not help but experience a slight tingle at the picture before her eyes. As she periodically eyed him over the rim of her cup of coffee, she wondered how long they would have stayed in bed had they not been interrupted. First it was Dad. Perfect timing. Laura had just sunk her mouth over the young man’s cock to give him a perfect welcome into this bright Saturday morning when his phone rang. Dean. Our arguments are just very short because neither one of us cares about anything more than we care about each other. So if she wants to go to a party and I want to watch a football game, I DVR the game and we don't stay at the party for more than an hour or two. There is nothing I can think of that is more important to me than Alex and I hope in my heart that she feels the same.I contacted a friend of mine who just got his degree in criminal justice and laid out my case for him. Dana had been. As I walked towards a booth, I heard a voice say “You want dick?” I could tell immediately that it was the voice of a black guy. I didn’t respond and kept on walking towards a booth. “Hey man, you want dick?” The voice said again. I couldn’t help but turn, I couldn’t believe how forward and open this guy was about looking for Gay sex. He was a tall black guy, dressed in a t shirt and jeans. I didn’t answer, I just turned back around and walked into a booth. He walked in behind me. I don’t know.