?Sam, how are you. Didn?t expect to see you in here.? He was very loudand slightly the worst for drink. ?And who?s this lovely beauty. Myyou?re a dark...horse Sam. Ya kept this one quiet.??Hello Maurice. This is Simone Nuffield, a very good friend of mine.Simone this is Maurice Massey.?Simon held his hand out, but Maurice bent over and kissed his cheek.?Charmed, I?m sure,? he slurred. ?We?re having a few drinks and thengoing on to a club. Why don?t you both join us??I looked at Simon who was. It was so damn fucking hurting. I pushed him off me and continued saying you will pay for what you have down. He smiled and shook his head as if he is agreeing. Again within seconds he pounced back on me, and started to kiss me. He started with forehead this time. Slowly moved to my eyes and landed on lips as expected. He parted my lips and pushed his tongue into mine. I didn’t know what to do. He touched my tongue with his inside my mouth.Wow what a feeling it was! Our saliva started to. “Okay,” I say, thinking sure, just once, just to feel how good it is, then we’ll go back to using a rubber. I slide it in. The difference is palpable - every centimeter of my dick is exposed to his steaming hot hole. It feels even tighter somehow, more intimate. I press it in to the balls and hold it there.“Fuck that feels amazing,” I say. I start to pull out.“No,” he says, and grasps my ass, pulls me back in. I moan. “Just hold it in there. Don’t fuck or anything. I just want to feel it in. ”I found out later that ‘cocoa puff’ is a slang term for a white woman who fucks black men, and sometimes has their babies. It originated from the cereal of the same name that turns white milk into chocolate milk. I couldn’t imagine that he thought I was fucking Calvin, and he was likely just trying to be funny.We walked down an alley to the main drag and joined the protest. Being part of a protest was a new experience for me, and it was very exciting. At one point Calvin and I were in front of.