1. Wanted Desires


    Date: 11/13/2014, Categories: Fetish, Interracial Sex, Taboo, Author: gizmobbcguy, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    not?" "I like the way things have been at work. Space has really been good for us." I walked past him, and into the briefing. Chapter Ten *William* Will sat with the guys at one of their regular hangout spots. The pub was pretty full that night. They all sat at the bar. "So what do you think Desean?" asked William "Is she a lesbian or what?" "A lesbian? Nah I didn't get that vibe." "I did," Tracy said, "She's a lesbian. Women do not turn me down. I mean look at me," the blonde haired, blue eyed Adonis stated conceitedly. "Would you hit it though?" Channing asked Will, ignoring Tracy's early state of inebriation. William took a drink of his beer as he shrugged. "I might," he answered. *** Chapter Eleven People started arriving something like four hours before the game started. There were more people than I had anticipated that showed up to my superbowl party; but after a while I stopped being concerned. We had enough food and drinks, and everyone was having fun. It also might have been the jello shots I'd partaken of. I was in festive mood. I wore a referee shirt and shorts, knee-high matching socks and heeled sneaks. I wore a hat and had a whistle around my neck. "If I had known what this was I wouldn't have brought a date," William told me as he pulled me down onto his lap, as I was about to walk by him. He was sitting on the living room couch. Before he could toss back his scotch; I took the glass. "You have had enough," I told him. "Nah. I don't think I've had nearly ...
    enough," he said his hand moved slowly up my thigh. We were both looking down at his hand make its way up my skirt when the door opened; and in walked Shia and his friends. His eyes landed on me just as I lifted my head. Our eyes connected. Shia looked like he was ready to kill someone while I just stared at him unable to move. "Get the fuck up," he barked at me, getting the attention of everyone in the room. I got up off of William's lap. William stood up. "You don't have to get up," he told me," as he pulled me into him "You're fucking him?" Shia, based at me. He rushed towards us... The two of them ending up breaking my coffee table. They practically destroyed my living room. Logan and a few other guys finally ushered Shia out of the house, while Will's friends were in the kitchen with him. I felt horrible. I didn't know what the hell to do. Shia came back into the living room. I'd just finished yelling at his friends to get him the fuck out. "Come upstairs and talk to me right now," he based at me. We went to my bedroom and closed the door. "So you're a fucking whore now, letting some guy feel you up on your couch in front of god and everybody?" "Why do you care, when you've been fucking everything in a skirt?" "Everything in a fucking skirt doesn't belong to me," he growled. "I don't belong to you. And, it's been almost a year, Shia." "I didn't ask you to move out," he yelled. "And you didn't ask me to stay either," I yelled back. "You said you wanted space, your own space." ...
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