She knew if she chose the former it’ll only make things worse between her and Abdul, she also knew Jamil would forgive her for missing his birthday ...o in the end it wasn’t a choice at all. She reluctantly told Jamil she wouldn’t be able to make it to his place, he was disappointed but quickly cheered up when she told him she was going to make it up to him.At the restaurant, Abdul had once again implied that she and Jamil would end up together and as always it pissed her off so bad that she. . please, oh! not so hard, it hurts!’I laughed scornfully, and my reply – for I could sense that she was rapidly getting wetter and looser again – was to increase the pace and the vigour with which I was ramming the strap-on into her, in the classic doggy-fuck position. Ms Janvier had almost automatically tried to rear up in protest, but I grasped a large handful of her shoulder-length straight dark hair and shoved her back down, so that with every pummelling slam of my strap-on into the. It truly was a fantasy land, a playground for adults.After dinner we went to one of the many shows. It cost us over ninety dollars a person to see the show but it was a one-time experience for me. Besides, Harry gave me five hundred dollars before I left, teasing me about not spending it all in one place.I shouldn't have said Harry gave me money because that's not really true. We always put our money together and we decided five hundred dollars ought to be more than enough money to see shows. Will you let me head home and get freshened up after work? “Yeah, baby.” “When was the last time you fucked a boi.” “Damn, it’s been about six weeks.” “How’d you meet him?” “My f****y and I were on a mini-vacation. Our waiter at the place we had dinner was this pretty Hispanic boi. He was slim like you. When’s the last time you took some dick?” “Two months ago.” “Oh you real tight then! I got a big dick, baby!” “That’s cool! I can take it.” “I love light-skin, skinny boiz like you.” “Thank you!.