..I didn't bring any with me...' I told him his ass hole was already full of cum. I picked up a napkin from my table and undid Davids belt and pushed ...is pants down, I knew already he didn't have on any jockeys. As I slipped my arms around him I wiped the splooge from his buttocks and his ass crack, I kissed his forehead and told him '...you'll enjoy what happens next...' I pushed David up against the wall dropped my pants and took hold of my aching hard dick, sliding it up and down his ass. A woman who also looked vaguely familiar got up from the sofa as we entered. She had shoulder length black hair and dark eyes, a trace of African-American in her. ‘Where’ve you been, girl?’ she cried, ‘we’re gonna be late!’ ‘Had a flat tire and this guy helped me,’ Jade replied, smiling. ‘Recognize him?’ She looked at me for a second, then said, ‘Oh yes! The high school boy!’ She grinned and went on, ‘How they ever let you in the club, junior, I’ll never know!’ The two women began to put away. I can relate to them as friends. That's the easy part. But taking it that extra step is a whole different piece of news altogether.That said however, I'm partly to blame. I tend to either "Chicken Out" or become incredibly dense whenever the opportunity to become intimate (Let alone sexual) with a woman whenever the opportunity presents itself. This happened more times than I care to count during my High School years (Never did enjoy the experience of life at a major college as I never got. Still, she had given me an excuse to smell them. I froze for a bit, looking at them, stammered for a while, and felt her hold the back of my head with the palm of her hand as she soothed me. Then the most amazing thing happened.She pressed her dirty sock on my face, lightly rubbing it over my nose, making it clear if I wouldn’t make my mind about it, she would decide for me. It made me feel so weak and helpless in her hands, I had to close my eyes because I couldn’t bear looking at her. I felt.