“How far were you going to let it go though? Like what if she would’ve, I don’t know, wanted to do something?” Derek sighed.“I would’ve le... her show you her body, for sure. Maybe touch her tits. Anything else ... I don’t think so man. That’d be a little too much, right?”“Yeah, right, of course,” Derek said, glad of his choice. “Wish I could’ve seen it though.” Derek nodded.“It’s something to see. And speaking of, I think I will right now.” The guys laughed and Derek chugged the rest of his. . I was truly glad that I was a Sissy at that moment and being in the strong arms of a Black man I just met actually felt incredibly comfortable and not at all strange or awkward like I expected it to be! He was starting to get very turned on by my kissing and nibbling. He aggressively grabbed my arms and rolled me off him and on to my back. Where he proceded to lay on top of my. I felt tiny and helpless under his muscular body.As his cock slid down in between my soft white smooth thighs I. Glenn easily tipped the scale at two-thirty. Wayne kept his balance at about one-seventy. Both were sharp and intelligent students, but Glenn tended to maintain a slight edge academically.“What’s the story between you and Dr. Allen, Romeo?” Glenn asked.“No story. I got her into the department so Jim made it clear that I was responsible for babysitting her. Cheap shot to make me act next to her. She could have played Guildenstern. Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead anyway. You’d think I had. You observe every movement of the opponent, unable to anticipate what the next moment will bring.Every flick of the finger, every twitch of the eyebrow seems like a personal assault on your well-being, threatening to overwhelm your mental defences and urging you to submit. You find yourself unsure of the strategy you should follow in the upcoming fight, unable to hedge on your bets on either your underwhelming offence or your shaky defence.I was vaguely aware of the chilling air around me as I.