He let Andrew and Juliana take their food before starting his and he cracked a beer open for each of them. “How are you two getting on?” he asked...as he looked at Juliana slowly sucking up some of the noodles. He felt a stir in his groin as he watched her. When did eating get so sensual? “We have nearly all but finished here now,” said Andrew. Andrew always felt the incredible charge of electricity that emanated when these two friends were in the same room together. It felt like a tangible. Any lower and the nipples of her handful breasts would have peeked out. The bottom of the dress was only just low enough to cover her sex, and it hugged her fit physique tight enough that he could see every curve and indentation of her muscular ass. Her box-braids were tied together in something like a ponytail, and she had it pulled over her shoulder.It would have been a simple, tight, black dress wrapped around her like a towel, except for all the cuts along it that exposed so much more of. She raised my sister and I because of my mom who was such a d**g addict.Chapter 2I had a job with a farmer about a half mile away, Mr. Tucker. It sucked and was hard work, but I learned alot from working like that from the time I was 14. I had some of my own money. This helped me with one of my first positive sexual encounters. One Sunday morning, I went off to help old man Tucker because it had been raining during the summer, and I was off for summer break. Granny took everyone (but me). John lay back and finally began to enjoy himself, confident he would complete his mental gameplan. A few more minutes of this then he'd fuck her doggy style up the ass and come, job done.Fatally though his eyes were irresistibly compelled to the scar."You're going soft," said Anastasia, looking at him directly for the first time and then redirecting her gaze onto the scar. He sat up promptly and they nearly rolled off the bed, her head narrowly missing the bedside cabinet but he managed to.