Usne apne bums piche se uchka ke rakhe thay . mene apna hath wahi rakha, isbar jab lund bheetar ki taraf jane laga to mene lund ke charo taraf apni fi...gers se circle bana diya.. us waqt wo lund poora bheetar gaya aur usi me ghusa raha, mene zeni ki ankho me dekha wo smile kar rahi thi. mere kaan laal aur garam ho gaye.. he bhagwan, kya ladki he.ab aur kuch karna nhi tha, bas isi tarah chalta raha , beech me main zeni ke bums sahla deti ya fir piche wale ka lund daba deti. ek bar piche wale ka. I started living here and going outside and I made some local white friends. I started hanging out with them and started loving the place. I made very good friends with one of the guys in special his name was John. He lived with his mother; his father had left them when he was born so he was very caring for his mother. I used to go to his home all the time and had sleepovers there. His mother was a very kind lady and would make food for us and helped us.Time went by and I became a regular with. Her left hand never left Brian’s cock the whole time she was sucking me. She was pushing me closer and closer to the edge. I could feel my balls tightening up as she released my cock from her mouth and sat up next to me.I leaned into her and said, “I want you to suck Brian’s cock.”Without another word she slowly bent over towards Brian. It was as if I was watching the back of her head in slow motion moving ever so farther from me and into his lap. When Brian closed his eyes and opened his mouth. A few moments later and out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that the blanket had shifted. Curiosity got the best of me, so I turned my attention back to Scott’s lap. The cover’s had shifted enough to show that Scott had in fact had his cock exposed. He had a raging hard on and it looked as though he was pleasing himself. It took a moment for me to realize that it wasn’t Scott’s hand on his cock, it was Jane’s. With the pot still in my system, it took me a moment to realize what was going on,.