He graciously accepted. I reached over and offered to take his coat for him. Did I mention he was beautiful? Beneath the bulky jacket was a man…not ... boy…a man. He had a broad chest hidden by a snug fitting black t-shirt. His arms were large and muscular, and I could actually make out his abs through his shirt. And then there was that ass…it was incredible; perfectly planted in a pair of form fitting jeans. I placed his coat on the couch and invited him into the kitchen. For a few minutes we. If you have the uncontrollable desire to embellish this story, do so but do not make Verne into any person other than a guy who is so much a top with gay guys that he has never allowed a penis in his mouth or anal opening. You should note I am like a gay Dr. Watson to Verne’s Sherlock Holmes and the details are usually given to me after I have completed oral sex or been used anal. Verne and The Black Brazilian at The Steam Bath. One Friday in February, I got home early from high school. I am. I arched my back, and my stomach muscles seemed to suck his fingers deeper and deeper into my each time he pumped me. My deep breathing was replaced with a continuous groan of pleasure, as I reached higher and higher heights of pleasure. Taking a risk, he moved his tongue from my tits to my clit. Making room with his hands, he buried his mouth into my cunt, licking and sucking everything that felt warm and wet. “My clit – suck the clit!” I yelled. “Oh, YES! Suck it hard – very hard! Don’t. Tanu tattu lekapotu modda nu pettamantundi, lechi na mooda nu tana noti daggara petti cheekamannanu, tarwata cheekuta tattu koleka petunna mundu naa puku baddalu chey antundi. sare ani tananu ettukuni sofa lo kurcho betti tana kallanu baga edam chesi na 9 inches madda nu tana puku dwaram daggara melliga nettanu loniki veellatam ledu, labam ledani balamga oka stroke ichanupukunu cheelchukuntu vellindi, abba…..ohhhhhhhhh……. vaddu chinnaga pettu antundi, lanza tattukolenu dengamannavuga.