It didn't sound like any of the boys were dead or dying, yet, so as far as I was concerned all was well and 'under control'.I tossed my keys, along wi...h my wallet and phone, onto their usual spot on the end table beside the couch, and crumpled into my beat up old recliner chair that didn't actually do any sort of reclining anymore, so it was really just a chair. It tilted slightly to one side. I was handy enough to keep it tacked together, which was why it was actually able to be sat in in the. I stole a few glances over at Angelique at stoplights. Those shorts were right up into her crotch and looked uncomfortable. That bikini top did very little to conceal her nipples but apparently it was adequate, her areolas were another story though because most of them were exposed. They were very pale pink in color, quite small in diameter, and beautifully crinkled with excitement.I could have parked in the underground parking garage and slipped her up to my room unnoticed but where would be. She teased me. I shuddered, my heart pounding in my chest. Her tongue thrust into the depths of my cunt. It was incredible. I whimpered. My heart pounded in my chest. My hips wiggled back and forth. This heady rush of heat surged through me.My eyes fluttered. Her tongue darted through my folds. She teased me. She licked at me. Her tongue licked and lapped through my naughty bits. This amazing heat had me bucking and shuddering. My breasts jiggled as she feasted on me.“Keisha!” I gasped. “Do. I can’t stand Canada, folks. I’ve never hidden how I felt. I grew up in Boston. I’m a fan of the Boston Red Sox. And I love the Boston Celtics. Growing up, some of my best friends, like Rocky Rodriguez, Andy Chang, Jamal Hays, Sean O’Bannon and Luther Heinrich were also die-hard Boston sports fans. These dudes were my lifelong buddies. Some cool guys I met while playing basketball in my neighbourhood YMCA. That’s the thing about Lord I miss these guys. The cool thing about Boston is that you.