I was having a smoke and a tea in a nearby shop from where I could see her college entrance. It was evening around 5 pm and no soon I saw my sis comin... out of the campus. She was waiting in a nearby bus stop until a guy in a car came and picked her up. She was wearing a tight blue jeans and a red t-shirt that day. Her boobs are so stiff and erect in that dress. I never saw my sis dress like that before in my home. I started to follow her in my bike and they were heading to ECR. It was almost. That was so surprising, considering the way whites had treated all of Africa over the years; but Tomas' sincerity seemed genuine.Looking back on it now, those days when Tomas and Mara were in Agadir, almost seem slightly unreal; and yet, I know it was very real, indeed! Mara was the first white female I'd ever had sex with. My previous sexual experiences had all been, understandably, with other African women; and not to disrespect my African sisters...but having sex with Mara was like a dream. Since I didn't have a girlfriend to spend any time with, I kept on running, with and without a soccer ball. On Tuesdays and Thursdays, I worked with Davey, Kip, and Justin before the Warriors practices. I wasn't sure how productive these sessions were, but we had fun goofing around in the park, at least. And, at that age, any time spent working the ball was time well spent for a kid who wanted to be a better player.The recreational leagues played through the first weekend of June, so I was kept. I cum hard and you hold me up when my knees become weak. You keep fingering my soaking pussy as I continue to cum. I moan loudly and grind on your fingers. You pull your fingers out and make me suck them clean. You grab my arms and pull them above my head as you kiss me, pushing your tongue in and out of my mouth, kissing down my neck and then my breasts again. I want you so bad. I drop to my knees and pull your shorts down. You big cock is finally free and it's yearning to be touched. I take.