Tracie’s firm tits pressed against my chest. She reached down and grabbed my balls through my fatigues. I looked down at her hand, smiled and said... “Well, lead the way.” She laughed and said, “I don’t do anal.” I laughed hard and assured her that would not be a problem. Tracie led me back to her bedroom, where just a few minutes ago I snuck a peek of her giving her boyfriend head. As we entered the room, she removed her shirt and unhooked her bra. She turned around, let the bra drop and. ”“Yes, Mom,” Sean said rising from the table.She looked at his clothes and asked, “Aren’t you going to change into something a little more suitable?”Sean looked down at his clothes. Looking embarrassed, he said, “I keep forgetting about that.”“You’re a strange boy,” his mother said watching him leave the kitchen. Sweat pants, plaid shirt, and flip-flops. She wasn’t sure what kind of fashion statement that was, but it was definitely not normal.Lily said, “I don’t think he’s strange.”“That’s. Abby and her parents moved to Canada from Nigeria when she was a little kid. As soon as we met, I knew we were going to be friends. When she first came to school, the other kids picked on her cause she's black and different but I always stood up for her and she really appreciated it.She is absolutely gorgeous now. All the boys who picked on her when she was younger want to do her now. She's quite tall with big boobs and long legs. To be honest, I have a thing for her too. Not sure if she knows. As we rode side by side I saw Angel point her camera at Mark and me and I pulled my tube top down and she got some tit shots as I turned towards her and smiled.August in the Rockies is warm and beautiful. We pulled off onto a dirt road that led down to a little meadow with a bubbling little creek running through it.The guys got out camera's from their saddle bags and we posed with the bikes for them. Pulling down our tube tops and rubbing tits, kissing and eventually I sat Angel on Keith's bike.