I was obviously African-American, but fairly light-skinned, with a rich caramel color. I stood about 5'3, with long silky hair cascading down past my ...houlders.I lowered my robe to reveal a robust set of tits, about 36Ds. I had a thin, flat stomach and a juicy, perky ass.After staring at my image for a few moments, I also realized that I looked young - even younger than Alyssa, who looked about 20.Yes, I thought, in this body I'm definitely a teen-ager.The more I looked at myself, especially my. She was little fat at tummy but her boobs were not hanging and lower body was according to the weight and the honey pot was pretty clean and shining. She was also examining my nude body and was not looking disappointed by seeing that. She was particularly impressed with my flat stomach and good hard and ready tool. Then we again hugged each other and resumed our wrestling. This time I was on top of her and was chewing her lips. Her hands was moving on my back and my ass I was feeling her boobs. We were alone.From now on I'll use dialogue to ease the writing and call BooBoo "Bob"."So, Crissy, what made you decide to try cyber at such an early age?" Well, I dunno, It sounded like a good idea at the time, He seemed nice and I was horny. How was I to know that he would turn out to be a perv!" Crissy, can I be frank with you? I really don't want to sound like your parents, so please will you listen to me?" Well, okay, give me the royal ass chewing." No, not an ass chewing. Just some cyber. Drink Coke! — it read inside the red bookends — and in between, in the middle of the sign it read ‘Spring Street Cafe — Home of the Best Food — and the Slowest Service — in the World.’ Hamburgers were a dime there when I was a spud, cheeseburgers fifteen cents, while homemade root beer was a nickel and an ice-cold glass of Coke a little more. There was a high school in town, not very big but big enough to have a football team, and I quarterbacked the last team the school fielded, right before.