” “Ya true. That was kinda sexy!” I exclaimed. Wrapped my arms around his neck and gave a peck on his lips. We decided to let go off each other ...nd get ready.He got up, collected his clothes and put it on. It was kinda hot watching him do that. Then I got ready. He asked “Bro, wanna have lunch together?”. I said “Nah! Mom’ll be waiting at home with food ready!”. He was about to say something but stopped half way. I asked him “What is it? Tell me” he replied immediately “Nothing bro! Leave it”.. I didn't want to be one of those people.I've always thought that for a 6"1' black male, I've got way too manyfeminine traits. I'd been thinking that since I was a teenager. Thefeeling was never strong enough to lead me to believe that I wanted to bea girl, but always more than strong enough to make me curious as to whatit would be like to be one. I was a bit of a late bloomer, hittingpuberty at around 15 years old. When it did take effect, it only servedto make my curiosity even stronger. It. This man was masterful with his tongue, combining a willingness and desire to please her with a clear talent and experience at licking pussy.“Yes,” she sighed. She ran her hand through his hair, appreciating the attention he was showing her. “Oui, ‘Arry! More! More!”Harry seemed to take that as a signal that it was time for him to get serious about this. Little did she know that everything up to that point had been a mere warm-up, a teaser before he focused on really trying to drive her crazy.. I could hear the buzz of her vibrator, the moist, squishy sounds of herplunging the thick dildo into her wet pussy, both accompanied by her ownmoans, and raspy breathing. I could even smell her excitement. But couldnot see it. My own cock was dripping by now, still painfully trying toget erect. Finally it sounded like she was done as her breathing slowedand there were no other sounds."Umm, that was good. I really needed it too. You probably don't realizeI still get horny. Maybe as much as you.