I have a good bubble butt that often gets spanked by my colleagues in a jovial way, but I wanted Nijesh to own my ass and make me his bitch. During we...kends we hang out together and usually it is just boozing and watching movies, and in those two days he would have a girl or two coming to his house and while he humps them in his bedroom, I would spend my time in the sofa, dreaming of him humping me.It was just like any other weekend and I showed up at his home on Saturday morning and we planned. And for now on, call me John. We served our time." (me) "Ok John. I will. I'll let you speak to Carrie." and handed the phone to her. They chatted for a few minutes. I caught her rolling her eyes a few times, but she was also glad her dad had called. I wish I had a dad that care, like he did. Mine was a cruel SOB. I am not sure why my mom ever stayed with him. Hell, when he died, I did not even make an attempt to go home for the funeral. My sister did, but only because she wanted to be there. It was a strange noise, like someone tapping a knife on a plate but louder and duller in sound. He pushed open the living room door and switched on the light, the room looked strange, there seemed to be a light haze all about the place almost as if several people had been smoking cigarettes in there but that was impossible, he was totally alone. Again he heard the metallic tapping noise, it was coming from the direction of the fire place. He looked towards the mantle piece. At first he. "Scott didn't say anything. He just obeyed the command. He fell to his knees and stared directly at the long hard black cock that he so desperately wanted. He grabbed it with his hand and began to caress it like he did with his dildo. He slid his fingers across the hard hot surface. He remained careful with his first official interaction with his hunky neighbor.Leroy surely sounded like he started to enjoy it. "Oh, that's right. Play with my black dick."Scott couldn't look away from it. The big.