"The black player stopped in mid-stroke, and then started again, more slowly. "Oh, yeah? And whose hand was that on my ass, playing with my hole and m... balls while I was pumping Josie last week?"The white boy glared at his friend, who was grinning. "Yeah, well ... I guess it was my imagination about your hand underneath my ass with a finger up my hole when I was getting that blowjob from Lynne!" We both got a hell of an imagination. I even imagined the funky smell of your hole when I licked my. What are your results?”“On average, the larger sandwich outsells the smaller twenty to one.”“That, Son, is impressive.”Over the next few minutes they talk casually, but Robert keeps interjecting different problems he’s encountered at work and asking Kyle for his opinion. What he quickly learns is in almost every case Kyle would have handled it very differently from how he had handled it. At the same time, once Kyle explains his logic Robert realizes his son’s off the wall approaches would. Jason and I usually hung out every afternoon so he was at my house when my mom left. I doubt she had even pulled out of the driveway before I was telling Jason about the new model I had bought the week before that was up in my bedroomEven though we both knew what that meant, an excuse to go up to my room, neither of us said anything. Up the stairs we ran to my bedroom. I remember having that same lightheaded feeling like at his house weeks before, this time though it wasn’t from nervousness but. She was lapping up the sticky mess from their first fuck, swallowing the mixture of his sperm and her juice and appeared to be enjoying the taste. After sucking his cock for a while she couldn’t wait any longer and she got on top of him, kneeling either side of his cock and, holding her pussy open, settled down onto his pole and I watched as she slid down it until she was sitting on his balls, a look of ecstasy on her face. Then she started to ride him, up and down, each time his cock appeared.