Laying these things out with the purpose of showing him after a few drinks. It worked perfectly?, kinda. I teased him about my secret for a while as w... drank quickly a couple of strong whiskeys. Told him I had a secret and I wanted to show him… up in my bedroom. Thinking about my lingerie displayed for him to see and a couple of whiskeys, I made myself too hot to wait. I could tell by his eyes that he knew I had this boy crush on him.He was curious about my bedroom secret, so I gulped and. As i ground myself down on2 his thick, probing tool, malcolm gripped my ass tighter & started 2 rock his hips back & 4th, driving his fantastic ebony fuck-stick deeper & deeper in2 my aching guts, his balls slapping up against my ass with each breathtaking thrust, making me gasp each time his fat cock-head slid past my sensitive prostate, making my cock leak slimy strings of pre-cum all over his dark, sexy belly. malcolm was driving up in2 me deep & hard & fast & i knew that he was getting. What's yours?" he asked me."Emma" I answered shyly.Three years passed, we became best friends. We did everything together. I was a tomboy back then. Wearing a white T-shirt that's too big for me, gym shorts, sneakers, and a cap with my hair tied to a ponytail. That was my style.One day we played basketball with the other street guys. We were losing when my team did a clutch and won unexpectedly. After the game I went to the bathroom to freshen up and decided to take my bra off because it's. She admitted that she missed Dad and the 'closeness' (as she put it!) and that she had lost a lot of confidence and didn't feel up to starting a relationship with anyone at her age. I told her she was being silly and told her about all her good points. I ended it with... ".... and you've got great boobs too, Mum!" Now, why the FUCK I didn't stop myself saying this at that point, I will never know - but I did. I can only guess that it was that which sparked the events of that night which.