They poked against it, showing everyone how much of a whore I was.“Well, dang, Leyla,” Kendra Cooke, one of my friends, said when she spotted me. ...he Black girl rushed over, her exposed hair short and fuzzy, in a little mini-afro that made her look so cute. Her belly shirt clung to her round breasts.Suddenly, I wanted to touch those chocolate mounds. I was such a slut.“Did you forget your headscarf?” she asked, falling in beside me. “Your mom will freak when we have math.”“It’s fine,” I said,. Remember as far as the courts are concerned I'm Jimmy Maxwell not Sam Eldon. Not to mention how much trouble Dana and Candy would be in if it got out that they had allowed me to work with them." Couldn't Dana or Candy just say it was one of them that followed Creepy to his house?" Kim asked eagerly."Then one of them would have to be willing to commit perjury on the witness stand. That's not likely to happen." I answered."Candy lied on her police report about it being some prostitute that told. I could see he was already getting boned up. Typically, he shouldn't expect nothing less than the way it had always been—rough and to the point. Funny how he was getting a boner if that was what he was thinking—did he actually like that shit ?Moving down with my tongue now to his belly, I circled each ab muscle, much to his delight, then continued up and down his happy trail. His trail was actually a bit thicker than mine, but he only went up to his belly button, whereas mine was now up to my. When I finally untangled it from my underwear her eyes were fixated on my crotch. In a pleading voice I heard, “Can I touch it?” I nodded so she approached and tentatively began exploring my parts.“It’s better if you touch it a little more firmly since right now it’s kind of tickling,” I advised. Without any warning, she knelt down and took it in her mouth, sucking on it like a popsicle. That was it, without hardly any warning I blasted off. To her credit she didn’t spill a drop, swallowing and.