I couldn’t tell anything from his voice, good or bad, and that worried me even more.“When can I see you, Joey?” I asked.He sighed and answered, ...��That’s always been up to you Andrea, so you tell me.”Nope, this didn’t sound good at all.“How about right now?” I challenged.He agreed so thirty minutes later he slid onto the bench across from me in the same booth we used last summer at the Buy the Book bookstore coffee shop. He looked even more boyishly handsome than usual, I thought, with his. Sex beta and VCR tapes were coming out and he collected quite a few. His favorites (which quickly became mine) were bbw’s with BBC who had incredible cocks pumping for an unbelievable time. He teased me about having one over. One Saturday after he’d been munching between my legs for quite some time he left the bedroom and soon after returned with a black man (Rick) with a *big* cock – I could only gasp “condom”! I knew the condom had broke because I felt his heat (and a lot of it!) explode in. I must say, they keep the ac coach washrooms super clean. The wait was excruciating. Just then I heard a knock. I opened the door and pulled her in.“Woah! Cool down, tiger. There is no one here. You can have me as long as you want.” “Exactly my point. Now close your eyes.” I said. She did it. “Time for your surprise,” I added.I went down on my knees and lifted her t-shirt up and looked at her navel. It was round, deep and pink. Almost like a cunt. I blew air on it and grazed my tongue on it.. ” She said. “I’m not mad and I don’t see any reason anyone has to know.” I just stared in disbelief. “Stop being such a dork and sit.” She patted the bed beside her. I sat by her and she placed her hand on my thigh. “It’s actually kind of nice to have some dirt on you. I could pretty much do whatever I want.” She slid her hand toward my cock, barely touching the head through my jeans, then slid her hand a little back. “It’s fun to be a tease.” She stood up and started waving her hips back and.