.. If there's an abnormality in the Community, a good case could be made for coffee-snobbery. I ground the beans for today's brewing and loaded the dr...p coffeemaker. In a minute, it was dripping dark brown nectar into a thermal carafe.The three of us sat at the breakfast nook's table."How do you feel this morning, Mom," Cindy asked."A bit hung over. Kind of fuzzy in the head, you know." She paused, surveying us. "Maybe you don't know. Cindy – you – I dearly hope you don't know." You're right,. I start to move my hips wanting more, wanting the moment and exhilaration of feeling Sam enter me for the first time. Sam slips his fingers under my underwear and rubs my clit. I feel him slide one finger into my soaking wet pussy and I can’t help but moan in pleasure. I feel so dirty having my boyfriend’s best friend pleasuring me. I stop rubbing Sam’s cock to take my underwear off. I want him to enter me so badly. He gets the hint and moves between my legs. We are both so nervous he fumbles. Did I mention the color black? Just as black as their souls. My crush on Carla had been crushed. I barely slept that night. When I did finally doze off I had a horrific nightmare.In my nightmare I'd been turned into a beautiful maiden with huge boobs. My male genitals had been magically removed and replaced with a pussy. I was wearing a skimpy costume that didn't hide anything. I was completely vulnerable. Three big ugly men with huge pricks had grabbed me and were raping me. My pussy, mouth. “What the hell is this?”“Come inside, and I’ll show you,” Tommy replied.Stooping down, Elizabeth entered a room she didn’t know existed. “What is this?” she said again.Tommy was seated on some boxes in front of a desk. “You didn’t know this was here, did you?”“No. What is it?”“It appears to me that your late husband was a crafty bastard. He had the entire house wired for video and sound. Look at that,” he said, pointing to what appeared to be a long and low bookshelf.Elizabeth walked over to.