”“Tony Ames was not notified.”“We sent the information to his coach.”“His coach is ill.”“Not our problem.”“Do you know who his coa...h is?” That stopped the conversation. The registration person shuffled through the papers.“Someone named Lissa Grant,” the woman said. She looked blankly at Allison.“Would you please call someone to the registration table who knows racquetball?” Allison said coolly.“There’s really no need,” the woman answered. “There’s nothing anyone can do about it.”“I’ll call the. Well the first time for me that is. I couldn't say the same for him though, since I'd just met him. It never dawned on me that this might be the wrong thing to do, inviting a strange black guy back to my place for the first time. It worked out though and we had a good time. As soon as we got to my place and were inside we both started shedding our clothing, me leading him to the bedroom and him trailing close behind. By the time we got to the bed we were both in our birthday suits and I. The movie was funny and good, I enjoyed it a lot. On our way home Mike asks me: "Jason, do you wanna to come and do a sleepover?" I thought about it for a sec and I answered "sure". So we walked to his home and we were talking about the movie and how funny it was. We entered the house and he was empty. "where are your parents?" I asked. "they are at some business meeting abroad. I have the whole house for myself for a week." "they went to abroad on your birthday?" I was shocked. "that's fine". She stopped counting and leaned on me even more. Her panting started to echo, but she didn’t care anymore. Her hips started to move towards me to meet my thrust. This is more than the invitation I needed.I started ploughing her. My shaft pulsated more with every thrust I made.“You are truly the devil!” Disha exclaimed as she started gyrating her hips a bit. I was taken over by lust and started pounding even harder. “And this pussy feels like heaven,” I whispered. It was audible despite her lips.