...i was looking at him check the tank noting down the date ''you live alone here?''''yes...''''cool the 12th works for you?''''yes ....''''whats up y...u look stressed?''''yes...''''why is that''''its nothing''''are you gay? you been looking at my crotch ''''.....''''are you scared of big black cock little boy?''''scared i will pull it out and make you suck me right here?''''yes i am.....but''''but what , you want to ?''''you are one of those curious little cock boy wanting to try the real. Behind me I heard the rustle of clothing being rearranged and my heart pumped furiously in my chest. When the warm, wet tip of his cock touched my virgin portal, it sent a jolt of pleasure through my loins. And I was ready for it. More ready than I had been for anything in my entire life.In one slick stroke he penetrated me and my breath caught in my throat. The sweet, familiar twinge of pain I had tasted during countless night time sessions with myself was magnified several times over. It was. I think they all had breast implants. It was quite apparent they were not wearing bras under their cute tight shirts. They were as loud as could be as they sat down at a table and ordered shots and pitchers of beers. There was a juke box and they were putting on party songs, dancing and drinking and having a wild time. A few times, the girls were grinding and twerking which was really exciting to watch. All I could imagine was how these babes could fuck. The way they were dancing was making my. And so, to show him just what he was dealing with I said “ok” and I slipped my panties right off.I stood completely naked in front of everyone“what’s the matter prateek, it’s your turn”Ofcourse he was shy and really embarrassed.It was evident in his eyes, the anger of loss, the guilt of defeat, and the confusion of thoughts.So much that he had to ask me to leave.“at least finger my pussy first darling, just like you did to my dirty asshole” I said as I wore my panties.I couldn’t find my bra, so.