“Yeah, let Daddy rub that boi pussy.”His boi pussy was getting wetter from all the stimulation his hot cock was giving his. He could hear how juic... his boi cunt was as his cock moved between the lips. He could feel all of his cream coating his meat making it easier to slide against his boi pussy. He could smell their scent from cock juice in the air.He gasped and his hips froze as his cock head lodged at the opening of his boy’s cunt.His Marack moaned beneath him, his ass wiggling his pussy. Saturday morning, Charlotte drove to the next town. She bought a pair of handcuffs at a stag shop and the skankiest tartan skirt she could find. She then went to a cheap salon and got a Brazilian wax. There was time to think as the painfully hot wax was poured over her pussy mound and other bits. Was she the first girl ever to knowingly wax herself before a rape? Would her rapists appreciate the smoothness of her pussy, the extra sensitivity of her perfectly hairless skin?She drove home early.. How could any guy worth his hormones pass up an invitation like that? I ease up behind her and stroke the kitty with my fingers as I feel pressure building in my underwear."Mmm!" she sighs, "Just wanted to get you thinking nasty thoughts. Hold on to them and that hard-on until we're done with dinner. You don't want burned biscuits, do you?" You are so evil!" I moan and smack her sharply on her beautiful butt. "Now I have to go take a cold shower. No, I have a better idea; I'll take a hot shower. Josh told me later I’d trailed off in the middle of my first sentence. So in seemingly seconds, he was shaking me awake; we were at his house. Once inside, we had a long discussion about everything that had happened and what, if anything, we were going to do.Our conclusion was we’d take Malik up on his offer. We both cared about each other but also knew that Josh was graduating and going off to college while I had two more years of high school, so why not enjoy the sex (and get the weed) while.