"She got it and now we have it. The boys are history."A worm nagged at the base of my skull. And it wasn't the hangover. "Girlzzz," he had slurred, ye...terday. Not girl, girls."Myriam," I said. "Myriam was in on it, too."He shrugged his shoulders."What do I know? What do I need to know, Pierson? Neither do you. They did it and we got it."I rose from my chair. The floor felt as if it were covered with plastic air bubbles. It made me wobble, but I went on. I reached out over his desk and grabbed. .. yet here I was with my mouth full.2. Although I wasn't a cock sucker, I felt compelled to suck, compelled to obey and compelled to do a good job."Oh yeah, you rich white men are all the same," he groaned, as I bobbed. "All hiding their true obsessive submission to superior black men... to real cock, man cock, big black cock."As I bobbed, this seemed ridiculous, who was the white man here? Who was superior to whom? Yet I kept sucking, gradually taking more of him into my mouth.1. I've often. ’ She reached out and put her hand on top of mine, still resting on her skirt covered knee. Then she pulled it away and just put a finger down on the back of my hand. The finger began to trace idle circles as she spoke, ‘It was the third day of junior year for both of us. We didn’t have any classes together, but I went to chess club because I’ve always gotten along with dorky people. Well, I saw you coming down the hallway and I thought ‘oh great, here comes some jerky jock asshole.’ But you. Then you slowly lifted yourself off of me, leaving only the tip of my head between your pussy lips before you lowered yourself again, thrusting harder than the first time. I watched your pussy engulfing me from behind over and over and over. What a beautiful ass moving up and down as you began to ride me harder. I licked my thumb and pressed it against your bunghole as I was fucking you. Then I slipped my thumb inside your ass and finger fucked it as you rode my cock.You dug your nails into my.