And that made a simple friendshipimpossible.With that in mind I was about to turn him down when the decision wassuddenly taken out of my hands.He stoo... across the plaza, leaning idly against the wood-paneled sideof a coffee kiosk, newspaper in hand. The length of his long coatswayed heavily around his legs. He'd been absent for nearly a weeknow. A strong wind tore across the plaza. Loose papers swirled anddanced between us and people braced against the sudden gust, menpulling their jackets. 'Whats all this?' I asked, slightly breathless, my pussy already getting hot and a bit wet.'I woke up, that's all, and...' he kissed me deeply and I felt his erection press hard against my belly, 'Well, you can figure out the rest' he said slyly.He pushed me onto my back and began to kiss down my body, stopping to suck on my nipples for a time, nibbling on them gently and taking each one deep into his mouth. Then on down, kissing and kneading my belly, worshiping it for endless blissful. ." Krista was still rubbing her self."So, now I'm completely rucking hard and I can't look away. There's some chick getting fucked on TV and mom's pussy is on display. And it was awesome. It had hair, but it was trimmed into this perfect triangle. I love that she's shaved now, but I still jack off every now and then thinking about that very scene. Anyways, so she looks up and catches me staring. I'm in shock. But she doesn't say anything, she just looks back to the TV and very casually adjusts. Bobby stood and waited to see what would happen.The boy got to his feet, smiling again. This was a feral grin, though, as the boy decided that this was a worthy opponent after all, and that it would bring him honor to beat this white boy into submission. He decided to count coup on the boy by slapping him. He jumped to his feet and circled warily, trying to find an opening. He kept his arm at his side, not wanting to telegraph what he was going to do.There! The white boy’s arms were too wide..