I had shaved only eight hours earlier, not expecting anyone to see it today. I love being newly shaved or waxed but find the baby soft feeling never l...sts more than a day or two. My smooth lips, wet with juices, opened to let me slide onto the head of his cock. I let it rest for a minute, feeling his wide cock open me up and then I moved down it, taking it into me, soaking him with my wetness and leaving him groaning as he realised how good it felt to be inside my tight shaved pussy. He used my. When I said that, all eyes on the train were on me. The two black women looked at me angrily, and unleashed some angry tongue-lashing at me. I smiled at them, and walked out. It felt good to say that. As I walked through Boston Common toward Copley, I breathed in the October air. What a world. There is a black man running for the office of the President of the United States of America. And he’s a lot more popular than any white candidate in previous years. I pray to God that he wins. He’s won. ” I said. “Oh… what? You have already taken a pair of your mother’s stockings?” I replied “yes, they were cinnamon stockings with runs and I wore them for a long time.” “So you fished those out of the trash? Michael!” Dad began shaking his head while half laughing.Dad said “I don’t care if you want to play with them. But your mother does, so that’s the problem. Just don’t steal any pantyhose from your mother. She is now wearing pantyhose.” I dared ask “can I take her pantyhose when they get a. I'm glad I'm your first girl."She resumed our kisses. I didn't really know what to do with my hands so I put them on her back. In time my hands roamed over her back. I loved the feel of her body. As we still kissed I thought about placing my hands on her butt. I didn't know if I should do it. After several seconds of indecision, I moved my hands down onto her jeans with one hand on each cheek. She didn't react so I don't think she cared or perhaps didn't notice though that was unlikely. My.