Strong, black, Grande. Full of the flavors of Africa.There are very few friends I like enough to get me out of a warm bed at six a.m. on a New York wi...ter’s morning. But Francis, especially in his current state of mourning was one of those few friends.But without that steaming cup of Ethiopian black, I’d have been little use to him as I helped him with his bags. He gave me the length of hug normally reserved only for family, laden with emotion, and then released me and turned to Sue.There was. "Oh, well thanks for the compliment but I'm not all that!"I said a little flattered. "Hey can I buy you a beer?" she asked. "Sure can" I replied in my mock Southern drawl.Ann was meeting some friends for a few drinks after work before heading home but she had a call on her cell phone that no one could make it. She was about to leave when she recognized me and decided to come over and say hello. We had a few beers and tried to talk over the loud music coming from the jukebox. Hey have you. “Mom?”This wasn’t the time for a conversation Sally thought, she just wanted to be fucked, not begin some long debate about some random topic. Sally could only grunt, another wave of orgasm flowing over her body.“Mom?”“Yes!” she couldn’t put more than one word into a sentence.“What if dad finds out?”“Oh god, well I’m not going to tell him!, just fuck me please, I want your cum inside me again”Jack smiled, and thrust his cock hard into her pussy. His fingers pinched her nipples as the pace and. I gaveLiz a few minutes of lying there wide open gettingfucked, squeezing and pinching her own nipples, andhaving her clit buzzed by her sister, pretending allthe while it was me, then I said, “Look who’s here.”Liz opened her eyes and looked right at her sister.Immediately she started cumming like crazy. As she wasflopping around I leaned over and started frenchingPat’s ear. I have this thing where I stick my tonguein the hole just enough to get a little suction when.