" I crept out and had to hold my hand over my crotch and dashed overto some kiosks to hide behind as they emerged, and he patted her buttagain as she...smiled, bidding him goodbye. Her low cut blouse showedflushed breasts and a pink face with smudged lipstick, and I watched hergaze at the black man's retreating back, licking her full lips. I watched take out the silver compact I gave her last year and touch her makeupand then stroll back to work. Standing behind a newstand with a seeping. His blunt cockhead bumped his sister's legs. Susie was cute, everybody said so, and while she wasn't as voluptuous or lovely as his former girlfriend, she was certainly on the way to becoming a fox with her developing rack, her trim waist, long legs and her well-rounded ass. Billy had long admired the puff of his sister's tiny belly and longed to see what lay below it."No, no, you pervert. Take that ugly thing and get out of here." Susie beat on her brother's muscular chest with her small. I entered the bathroom and was surprised to see the soles of a pair of shoes in the next to last stall and as I leaned down a bit, sure enough, I saw a second pair in the standing position.My first feeling was disappointment. An intense rush of disappointment. I was too late.I then realized that this wasn't the stall I'd been instructed to enter. I quickly headed to the open last stall and closed the door behind me. It was empty. Now what?As I stood there waiting, I listened as a conversation. Firstly i was back then a gangly teenager,with what i would call an average size cock,around where we lived at the top of our road used to be situated houses that were divided into 2 flats one up one down,for the older generation il call it,my friends and i were always playing football around the streets, and one particular evening the ball was kicked half way up the road,so i went to fetch it upon reaching the ball it had settled next to a gate where an old man of about late 50s was leaning up.