He sent me his address and I said I was taking the bus so would take some time. He did offer me a lift, which would have been great but I thought that...would increase the chance of me flaking and getting cold feet.A long, nervous and erect bus journey later and I was walking up to the building where he stayed. He had actually come out to meet me which instantly weirded me out, as I thought I had a little bit more time to get myself in the zone.He was far shorter than me which is not obvious in. His elder brother had already married and had four kids. After death of their father, he became head of the family. I was enjoying his story, but still i was too young to understand sex. It was late night when he finished narrating his story. I was feeling sleepy; however he went on and on. He had come very close to me so that i could listen what he had to say, as there were other people from the family sleeping nearby, and he had to talk in low voice. There was now chill in the air. So we had. .." "Alright, alright I get the point...so where to?" "Follow me" So we walk to you're 2015 500 Mercedez Bens, and hop in. I say "So what we listenin' to?" "Nigga Poisonist Passion V.1 what else?" "Oh like that - huh." Hell yeah, you know White and Asian women in america love yo music." "Thanks", But anyway, pull that fat jungle dick out for me and swing it around, let me see it first." So then I pull my big dick an ball's out "Goddamn Nigga thats what I'm talkin' about, big nigga dick. How bad. Pin-wheeling, she lost her footing entirely and might have fallen onto the tall stones bordering her flower bed if Michael hadn’t instinctively reached out and grabbed her sports bra. He yanked her erect, in the process ripping the tough elastic material of the shoulder strap, and baring her left breast. Stunned she looked down at her exposed flesh, and Michael’s hand still holding the torn bra.“Michael!” She shrunk away and squirmed sideways, batting at his hand. This only resulted in Michael.