Dario built up his pace to a furious rhythm, powerfucking Timi with deep, brutal strokes, leaving her drained and gasping for breath."I FUCKING HATE W...ITE!!! Dario shouted while he was deliriously fucking Timi’s stretched white pussy. Each stroke drove his cock into her up to the hilt. Timi’s sopping cunt, previously resistant, now accommodated Dario’s massive black dick without question. Her ability to mask both her discomfort and pleasure was slowly slipping away as Dario’s massive black cock. I'd been rubbing it ever since I called her. I usually did when I talked to Theresa."Uh-huh." She nodded. "And half the ones that didn't? They wanted too." I want to," I admitted, but that wasn't a huge secret or anything."I think I do too," Theresa said and she was like that, you know? Like desperate to be normal, whatever that was. If most girls were doing something, she had to do it too and I could see her jumping off a bridge someday. Mom had a point there."We can do it Friday," I said,. I admit it was a bit awkwardat times but the smile on Mom's face and the sparkle in her eyes told mehow excited she was. I was excited as well on one level but I still hadquestions and concerns on others. Was this really the life for me? Yes Ihad slowed down over the past few months but winter was coming. In my oldlife everyone at work had teased me how come winter I was always on aplane to California or Florida. Definitely going to be different.After dinner Mom and I cracked open a bottle of. .Jim: so ur boyfriend who has been my friend for years forgot my birthday!Sue: no way! He did?Jim: didnt even send me a happy birthday textMe: come on! I messed up! How can I make it up to u?Sue: I know how!Sue got up and brought a chair and placed it in the middle of the living room, she held Jim's hand and guided him to the chair, sat him down, and turned on some music.Sue: would a lapdance make it up to u?Jim: yeah, but...Jim looked back at meMe: it's fine, if this would make it up to u and.