" "anything, huh?," she asked and i replied with a yes. "well all i could think about during that shower was your hard young cock as i watched you str...king it but i couldn't get a good enough look at it. take it out." "oh, i don't know if that's such a good idea." "if you don't want me to tell your mother then take it out" i stood up and slowly pulled my shorts down, standing there unerect. "well it isn't to it's full but i can't complain. maybe i can change that" and then she took the unhard. Mostly we’ve been playing (almost everynight!) by watching tons of interracial porn and playingwith the 4 BBC toys/dildos by copying the scenes on thescreen or roll playing to the filthy things Dave thinksup. This sexy fun comes accompanied with a lot of smokeand drink(mostly smoke)and I become so willing to doanything he suggests. It was a Friday night and Dave was out with the boyswhile I stayed home alone waiting for him. I begansmoking a little and in no time, I was surfing the. . So, Emma got settled in with Brent. She did visit about once a week or so and we had plenty of fun together (Brent included) just not as frequently as when she’d lived twenty feet away. Ah well. She also spoke to Jess (and, less frequently, me) on the phone nearly daily.Mike, for his part, was the perfect neighbor. Jess thought him shockingly quiet and low-key for an eighteen-year-old living on his own for the first time. No parties, no loud music, no TV blasting, not even loud talking after. " Despite the triteness of the well-used statement, I felt it touch my heart. We hugged, and I confirmed my deep emotional feeling for her. Crystal had taken my life, broken from the shattering death of my wife and the resultant loss of all motivation except to ride my motorcycle across the country, and given me an opportunity to excel in new ways and new places as a country singer – a good one as it turned out, and a popular one whose songs sold millions of copies, much to my surprise. She'd.