We met under less than ideal circumstances at work, and totally clicked. For a while, we were together. This chick changed my life. I loved Yasmin mo...e than I loved myself. How I miss my Somali goddess. Still, you can’t have a love story when it’s just one person in love. I love Yasmin, but I doubt that she loves me. If Yasmin did love me, she wouldn’t have done what she did. Twenty four hours ago, my world was shattered into a trillion pieces. We were hanging out at the Saint Laurent Mall,. As I penetrated, I felt her pussy squeeze my cock tighter and tighter. I was getting so close with every pump. I could feel my cock getting really sensitive and soon after I exploded inside her. I saw a complete look of pleasure on her face, which made me cum so much harder. As I pulled out I watched our mixed cum drip out of her beautiful pussy down her legs.She turned around, looked at me and said, "now it's time for a shower dirty boy." As the warm water hit our skin we began to lather up,. "They are all family, just not all my immediate family. This started small and has grown over the years to what you now see. We usually all get together for a drink and conversation before supper before eating together. The women are inside putting the finishing touches on the meal. See those kids? They are putting tablecloths out and setting the tables. This means supper is coming soon."Jim's tiny lady, Fran, came out to the bar where we were. She sipped some of Jim's drink and kept giving her. "I never thought you'd drink any." Heh," said Danny. "He's been hanging around with us too much." Yep, you guys are corrupting me."Terry took a couple of swallows and handed the can back to Danny, who finished it. He said, "We better get back downstairs." The topic of discussion as we descended was my uncharacteristic behavior, but we all shut up as we went back outside.Mary was still listening to Jenny, but when the boys all sat down on the porch furniture, the girls joined us. Everyone else.