We have nothing in common, I'm a married, rugged, working class white guy on the 8th floor. Years ago, Bobbi nearly drove me crazy with the flirting, ...he sexual invitations and the never ending perverted text messages. I'd explain to him I'm not gay, not lacking sexual gratification and not into some queer love relationship. Bobbi demanded negotiations and eventually these were the rules I made (and Bobbi agreed to) if there was to be any sex. He insisted he just wanted to be fucked, he needed. My moans and cries were muffled by his mouth on mine as he continued to penetrate me, increasing speed steadily..With every thrust I felt him stretching me out further and reaching deeper. But like before, the discomfort started to turn into pleasure. Intense pleasure.He moved his head down to kiss my neck, while slamming into me with increased vigour. I moaned uncontrollably and instinctively tried to pull away from him. The sensation of his thick cocking pumping into me, stretching me out,. More

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