The black was beginning to close in on the crimson. My last thought was to start screaming, but I never managed to.I could hear the sound of water dri...ping.Drip Drip Drip ... it was so cold...I tried to open my eyes. They were crusted shut with dry tears ... funny, I don't remember crying. I tried to open them again. This time I met with more success. Yet I might as well have kept them closed.It was dark and cold. And damp. Very damp. This place felt earthy and I didn't like it. It made me feel. “Well, in that case, it is going to need to be two kisses each – what you think we don’t like kissing little pink sissies like you?” It was a long standing joke of ours, the twins and mine, from playing sports together and being aware that some people, black or white, disapproved of our black-white friendship, even in the current day that they weren’t ‘black’ they were brown, and I wasn’t ‘white’ I was ‘pink’.I actually think I was the first one to say it when Donnell had once used the. This wasn’t my first time seeing his hot cock but it was my first time seeing it hard as a rock! It was beautiful. He whispered “go ahead, suck on the bitch” to me and lead me down and right to it. I opened wide and took it in. It was a mouthful! I choked a little but it didn’t stop me at all. I kept on going while he coaxed me on and fed me his perfect dick. He leaned over and pulled the back of my underwear down exposing my ass and leaned over and kissed and licked each cheek over and over. Gary snickered and said, “I hear you. Give me a second. I can tell you guys are ready to get started with your date.” Noah and Gary cleaned up and with one last bear hug we were out the door and back on the boat heading to Noah’s slot on the dock to secure the boat for the night. As we pulled up to the dock Marc nimbly jumped to the dock with the bow lines. In seconds she was tied off and Jeff was tossing him the stern lines. Once the lines were tied Noah turned to me, “Grab the steaks Kenny,.