I lifted my head for him while he put his fingers in me. My freshly fucked pussy now had fingers in it and soon it would have another cock in it. ...his was going to be a gold medal afternoon. I sucked him and he got fat very quickly. He pulled a condom from his pocket; curiously not one of our supplies, and rolled it on. He lifted my hips again and pushed himself in. This was the first time I had had two cocks back to back and could feel the difference in the fatness of the second. I stretch in anticipation. He doesn't wait for me to finish stretching but plunges in. Only this time it is not my butt that gets it. I let out a sob of surprise, Nimrod knows what he is doing. He is loving me like woman. He stays hard even longer than usual. He even strokes my breasts as a if to say he knows about my femimalty. I get tingles from him and they seem to pool down to my groin. I want to come but I restrain myself, I want to feel Nimrod come even more.Our rhythm becomes one of us. Saturday morningSuzanne got to the coffee shop first. She recognized the Secret Service agent who came in to take a quick look around, and nodded when she caught his eye. He returned the nod and moved to take up station at the coffee shop entrance, the glass door open. In a moment, the girl came through the door wearing a black t-shirt with “Not Italian” on the front. A second agent followed her in and closed the door behind him. Suzanne stood up.“Thank you for meeting me.”“Hey.”Suzanne leaned. Abraham said he wanted that I join him, but only had a few bucks for both us at the club. I told him I had my own money.We tried to enter a club on the Boulevard, “Circus Disco”, but my entranced was rejected because I was underage. We went away, detoured, to find someplace else.As we walked, Men on the Boulevard would call out, “Want to date?”One Black older man said loudly to Abraham, “You better hold on to him, or someone might steal your boy away from you.”When we approached Santa Monica.