She would pause just below the headand squeeze, oohhh, I can’t tell you how many times Icould feel myself starting to cum, but she would move on...t just the right moment, letting me savor the approach. Her other hand found my balls and she was gentlymassaging them, one at a time, and I obliged my slidingdown so she had full access. Her breasts brushed mychest and through my shirt I could feel those still-hardnipples. I broke free from her lips and dropped my headto her breasts and again. I could not believe it, her old boobs were shaking and her old legs up in the air and he was really knocking it out. If I ever saw the old man outside we would always say hi to each other. I never thought of what we were doing as creepy or anything, it was alot of fun for me and I am sure for him also. One day I was out in the pool swiming alone, nobody would be home at my house for hours. I laid out on a lounge to sun my naked body and spied the old man in his yard peering thru the fence at. I was but a girl of twelve, barely starting on her journey of change in both mind and body, menstruation and hormonal cocktails, had pervaded my body barely two months now, but already I was aware of the changes in my attitude towards the physical side of my own body, my breasts bursting forth in a tightening across my chest, small protuberances of soft puffy flesh and hard nipples, and my cunny, now wet with the visual stimulation before my eyes as black men pushed the white girls legs open. Kim still had her hand wrapped around Carlton’s cock, and was using it to lead him to the booth. When they sat across from us, she kept stroking his dick under the table as we chatted about the night’s events.I gave Grant’s cock a rest, but he had his hand slipped under my dress and, when he felt my naked pussy, winked at me to let me know he knew I’d taken my panties off in the bathroom.Grant turned to Carlton and asked, “Interesting place, Carl….where’d you hear about it?”He replied,.