Lana was different she was a African American girl with a Emo attitude she was beautiful gorgeous and whenever I looked at her she was so sexy my cock...got hard I felt it grow every time we talked or she touched me god I wanted her . By second semester me and my girlfriend broke up and I was trying to get into lanas pants we went to a cafe and she started telling me about how she only had sex with 1 person and it was only one time I told her about my experiences and she was shocked to find out. We'd talkedmore the past two months than we had in the entire 10 years we'd beenmarried, I guess we were both all talked out.When we got home, Vicki, Cindy, and Adam were already there. I guess Iwasn't quite done with talking to people just yet. I hadn't reallytalked to either of my sisters since the accident, I figured that was atalk long overdue.-My throat still hurt from the press conference. I was beginning tounderstand why Christine was always so soft-spoken, her throat didn'treally. "Excellent! That means you really enjoyed it. Would you be open to a game that would really turn you on and nobody would put a hand on you?" To my disappointment, his fingers came out of me and went back on top of the flimsy cloth. He had come around in front of me, his face in mine as he waited for the answer. Struggling with the departure of his fingers, I didn't know what to say. He seemed to recognize my indecision, so he started speeding up his fingers and tantalizing my clit through the. They arrived and we went up to my room. I told them she was fucked on XANAX, and protection a must. When we got into the room, they both looked hungrily at this motionless sexy thing. The taller of the two, Alpha, lifted her and took her to the bed, and Beta, the second one, turned on some music and they both stripped. It was amazing seeing these two massive hunks of meat, hard and ready to fuck every aspect of this street meat. Alpha lay on the bed and positioned her atop of him, with his rock.