REKHA’s beautiful eyes were looking intently at me, and I responded by planting a kiss on her forehead. In no time, we were kissing with gay abandon... and very soon we were in a sixty-nine devouring each other. “Can we do what Mom and uncle Ravi did?” I asked REKHA. “That is going to hurt. Your dick is too big, and my asshole is too small. She protested.“Just try it once, and if it hurts, I shall stop it.” I convinced her and made her kneel on her hands and legs with her beautiful ass-cheeks. “Huh?”“It’s just that these symbols look familiar to me.”Elinore holds her arm closer to the wall. “What is it?” She asks.“These etchings. Their braille, it’s a kind of written language for people who have trouble seeing things.”“So, can you read it?”“Well, yes and no. You need to touch them to read them, but considering I’m an armlet I can’t do that.”Elinore scratches her head. “Then how do we solve this? What even is the question we’re supposed to be solving?”“A touch language,” Bonny says. Were you protected that night, or are you trying to get pregnant?” Kelly said she finally told him she was on the pill and then asked if he was relieved. She said he told her that he was, but in some ways, maybe he was hoping she would have said no. I asked Kelly if she ever thought about just skipping the pill and fucking a black guy to see what goes through her mind when they cum in her. She was sort of loud and said “What? Are you serious?” I laughed and said “Now, do you see what you. She moaned with pleasure. I turned my head from side to side between her legs, exploring every inch of her flesh with my fat tongue. Then I grabbed my cock with my fist and began masturbating."C'mon," Patrick said. "Give her your cock now. Fuck her!"I stood up, my stiff cock pointing almost straight up."Spread your legs," I said. "Spread them wide."I looked around the diner. The well-dressed woman looked flushed. She was breathing harder, her hands massaging her clit in a fast, relentless.