It was tight but she was creaming and that made it easier. In less than a minute he had ten inches of hard, black cock inside her and began a smooth, ...eliberate pumping. He felt her juices lubricating his cock and her hole and he fucked his first white pussy harder and harder. She was noisy; crying out and screaming, "Yes, ahh, oh god," over and over and urged him to, "Fuck me, fuck me, it's so big, yes, ooh, yes, ahhhh!" and it aroused him more, Rosy was always kinda quiet. He rolled over and. 'Can you come by my place tonight?' she replied.She didn't answer my question.'Sure. What time?' Send.'I'll fix dinner. You bring wine. Eight. See you then. G.'I replied, 'Sounds good. See you at eight.' Send. 'And I won't be lateeither,' I thought. Dinner and wine alone with Grace was a pleasantthought. Maybe I was reading too much into the 'We need to talk,'message. The good news was that she wanted to see me again.I dropped what I was doing and left work right away so that I. ‘Thanks.’ She watched as Zack, dumbfounded, kissed the remote and mumbled his own gratitude. She laughed, feeling flattered. ‘Now let’s roll?’ she grinned. Zack moved toward the front of the truck. ‘Aren’t you going to open the door for a lady?’ she teasingly asked. He stopped, almost stumbling, then came back and gingerly opened the passenger door, holding it for her. Crissy thought the mixture of confusion, caution, and hope on his face was just about the most adorable thing she’d ever. I laid out the dinnerware, working around Tyler, who had already takenhis place and watched me lazily as I worked. Mom came in cradling thestill steaming casserole between thick pot holders. She placed it inthe center of the table, filling the room with its savory aroma. "Something smells good," said Dad, coming into the dining room, as ifdrawn there by the odor of Mom's cooking."Everything's ready, Steve," said Mom. "We were waiting for you." Let me put this back on the cradle," Dad said,.