I did notmean it. I don?t know why I said it." I continued looking at her with ablank look. "I guess I was somehow excited that it was finally someone...lse that was getting that treatment and not me. Just this one time itwas not me ? and you had no idea how bad it was ? you hurt me earlierwith your comment saying that it was just a hairstyle. It was not just ahairstyle ? it was trying to change who I was ? I was mad. I thought Ihad to make you understand and I got carried away. I...." Did she. “So, Will,” she nonchalantly nods him over to her and, of course, he follows her voice, “I have a surprise for you if you’re free tonight.” She winks at him, waits for a response. He blushes, deep brown eyes examining the floor. He’s shy and submissive, she thinks to herself, I could have a lot of fun with him.He mumbles back, his whispered words almost lost in the wind, “I’ll come by after work...”She runs home to prepare, knowing he’s home at 4:30 and that will come very soon. She knows. Then Isabel could feel Derrin’s cock twitching inside and one loud deep long bellow came from inside Derrin as he emptied himself into Isabel. Thrust after thrust, their fluids running together. Derrin then pushed as deep an as hard as he could, pulled almost all the way out, then thrust one last time deeper and farther. Derrin collapsed, sweaty and panting on top of Isabel. Isabel reached for a nearby sheet that had caught on her foot as she had crawled to Derrin before and covered the both of. Sweat wasdripping down her chest and pecs. Another was similar to the first accept shehad her ass on his face. Her back was turn showing off her back muscles. Inanother picture she turn her head back and flexed her armAnother one had the man on the ground bruise and beaten, like he just been 10rounds with Mike Tyson. She had on Boxing gloves and nothing else with herfoot over his chest. Her right arm was flexed.A few had her with a strap on. She had a man bent over the table was fuckinghim..