Kenneth was the one who decided it was fucking time. Jamal got up and kissed me once more and then whispered to me that I could choose our first fucki...g position. Kenny didn't give Justin that choice - he just softly pushed Justin toward the couch and told him to put his ass up in the air as high as he could. Kenny was gonna start fucking his white boy faggot from behind. I told Jamal we should start with him sitting on the couch and me sitting on his 10 inch black dick so I could ride it. After a few minutes i finally spoke up,”well this is a lot take in , in one day, lets get home”, i stood up and helped both of them up, got dressed, ally and kelly ony put their underwear and shirts on , they just carried their pants in their hands, the shirts reached just below their chubby bubble butts,and it was quite the view,i shook my head clean..and opened the door for them, and both of them got in the back, and a hour later we were home.My mom and my aunt was on the couch talking when. Never one to push boundaries, Claire was satisfied with just being friends, it allowed her to be near him. But just one look from him could get her blood going and her pulse raging. It was not an uncommon thing for her to stay at his house if they got back late, or were simply up late smoking, they even share a bed. Lie down and she turns her way, he turns his and they both would sleep peacefully.It was an ordinary enough evening. Robert, Claire, and Steven, Robert's house mate, had been. “Hey. Don’t just bring it up again and again. I was just looking…”“Hmm…”“Your clothes are nice, btw. You have some good taste in clothing.”“Thanks.”, she still didn’t turn around.“And I like you too…”She turned her head and she rubbed her foot over other. Her shoulder was facing him.“Oh yeah..? Since when…?”“Since the moment I saw you. You were hopping down the stairs with the dried clothes when I first came to see the apartment. You were wearing a blue top and khaki shorts. You had a ponytail.