If haven’t read comments from previous chapters, I myself have Asperger’s Syndrome. No, this is not a firsthand account or story of my life. This ...s a story I’m writing from my own imagination but some parts inspired by events in my life. Thank you once again Tigersman for editing this chapter. I hope this is a more enjoyable read for everyone. * Keith wakes up feeling really groggy and disoriented. He looks around and sees that he is home in his bedroom but can’t remember how he got there. He. My lover ignored my plea so I tried again. “Finger me, Baby, I wanna cum too,” I said, hearing the desperation in my voice."No," he roared commandingly, his voice bearing no discussion."I'm cuming you bitch." he bellowed, the words reverberating down the hallway. I raised my head to look at his reflection in the mirror. The handsome face was screwed up in a mask of intense concentration. His short hair, wet with perspiration had formed spikes and little drops of sweat were visible on his. It felt great to feel a nice black cock in my hands. I grabbed his balls with my left hand and cock with my right. he sighed and I stroked back and forth slowly. I couldn't help it anymore, I needed it in my mouth so bad. I pointed to a quieter spot as we were still only 3 yards from the high street. he nodded and pulled his jeans up and moved to where I had pointed, his cock soon flopped out again. I slowly made my way to my knees for the first time. with this nice big black cock staring me in. Mein aap ko battana bhul gaya ki hum school se aapne ek frnd ke ghar par aa gaye the ,uske ghar par koi nahi tha ,meine use saari baat batayi aur wo thori dear ke liye bahr jaane ko tayar ho gaya,.. Mein masti mein esha ke makhmalli boobs chus rahha tha ki usne jatke se mera muh upper uthaya aur apnne gulabi ,komal honto ki pakhuri mere honto par rakh di, aur muzhe French kiss karne lagiiiii,wo bahut despirate ho gayi thi , mein bhi use kiss karne lagga aur uske muh mein tounge daal di ,wo bhi.