Prettier in person than she is in the movies. She's fashionably dressed in a loose fitting sweater and tailored slacks. I make eye contact, smile and ...cknowledge her with a nod of my head. I do this because she's a movie star and not because I know her. She acknowledges me as well and we both go back to what we were doing.A couple of minutes later the schoolgirl surprises the crap out of me by coming over to my booth and slides in on my left."Excuse me, mister. You seem like a nice man and I. I had never spent much time with the Black community, I was frightened. Jamal's tongue started trying to snake into my mouth, he succeeded. OMG! I hope the cameras come back on, I thought. Jamal grabbed my hand and brought it to his crotch, never breaking the kiss. Moving my hand up and down his crotch, with his. His penis started to become engorged, OMG it's huge. I felt Jamal's hand start to rub my pussy, through my uniform. I was rubbing his penis on my own. I broke the kiss long enough to. I simply lacked the terms or ability to identify it, naively associating them with lust and anticipation.Faded towel in hand, I snuck from my bedroom to the downstairs bathroom, the one used infrequently by the other members of my household. I turned the water on and looked in the mirror as I waited for it to heat up, studying my body with newfound appreciation. There were parts of me that I had always sort of ignored, figuring that the girls I associated with paid most of their attention to my. She was 18 years old, about a size 14, long straight brown hair and a massive pair of tits. She wasn't the most attractive 18 year old but i thought she had a look about her that suggested she would be a horny young thing.I knew she had a thing for me because every day when i was coming home from my work at around 5.30pm she would always be right outside the flat, walking her dog. She would always be right there at the same time every day, greeting me with a smile and a hello. She always.