"I sat down to a spread on the table, checking out or making a gym in the basement was definitely a must. Filet mignon baked sweet potato with cinnamo... and brown sugar, salad, Texas toast and red wine. Mom and Dad came in the door.Dad said, "The grill is off."I got up and gave Mom and Dad a hug and a peck on the cheek.Dad stepped back and said, "You look great - you and the uniform look like you were made for each other. Let's eat before it gets cold."We had a wonderful family meal, everything. Bernard pulled his cock out slowly and made a sign with his mouth and hand which left nothing to Alain’s imagination. The young employee climbed on the bed on all fours and Bernard was right behind him. The older man kissed Alain’s asscheeks and licked the crack separating them. When it reached the puckered hole, the tongue twirled so that it would penetrate the small opening, pushing it to open wider, slipping inside like a miniature wet cock. Bernard pulled away for a minute and guided his. Same old Omar, I smiled. We stood there talking, and next thing I knew, the number four bus came. We hopped on, and then sat in the back ( just like old times ) of the packed bus to catch up. I hadn’t seen this dude in a minute and I was real happy to see him. Omar and I met in the ninth grade, when his parents, Joseph and Lashonda Jenkins moved to Toronto, Ontario, from their hometown of Detroit, Michigan. When I first met him, I thought he was Muslim with a name like Omar but nope, the dude. I grabbed her hips and thrust hard till I was buried to the balls inside her. She screamed in pain as I ripped thru her cherry. I fucked her cunt like a rabbit, not even thinking about how she was feeling. My balls were slapping against her exposed and enlarged clit. I can usually last a long time but this tight, virgin black fuck tunnel made me concentrate to keep from blowing my load right away. I wanted to keep going and really enjoy the fantastic fuck I was getting. Her two friends cheering.