"Angel, I …" she shrieked and I turned just in time to protect Grace as one of the men I had let free charged at us with a broken white picket fence...board.The shaft of wood stood straight in my chest. I trembled as I fell to my knees. I found I could not draw a breath. The man stood heroically over me as if he expected Grace to come running over and exclaim proudly, "You saved me!"Instead, with my draining ounces of strength, I lunged at him, slashing at his throat, leaving him to crumple into. It is far smaller, quieter and more boring than Boston but I am adjusting. Ottawa is slowly becoming diverse but it is not what I’m used to. There are lots of Arabs, Africans, Asians and Hispanics here but the different ethnic groups keep to themselves as opposed to working together against xenophobia and racism like they do in America. I guess that’s why people of color don’t advance as much in Canada. I want to get my Criminology degree from Carleton University and return to Boston. I can’t. See about a year earlier I started playing with myself. It made me feel so guilty and dirty but I just couldn't stop and I'd tried. Once I stopped for a week and then one night when I was having trouble sleeping I started adjusting myself and ended up rubbing myself against the pillow.The more time that passed the more I seemed to need it. Sometimes during lunch hour with no one to talk to and not liking to read I'd sneak off to one of the bathrooms and guiltily rub myself off till I came. Then. Melissa, slightly less horney than Joan immediately grabbed Todd’s dick as soon as Joan’s hand left it. She started stroking him once again, one hand on his shaft and another massaging his balls.Todd was in complete heaven. Two gorgeous girls were having their way with him. He hungrily licked at Joan’s pussy as she sat on his face and he had no idea what Melissa was up to, all he knew was that it felt great.“Ok, that’s enough!” Melissa exclaimed, “I have to fuck this beautiful dick!” With that.
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