That wasn’t the only reason for my trip. WE were finally going to meet. It wasn’t your typical internet hookup. Blake and I had met debating the m...rits of bisexuality and Black Unity and a host of other heated topics for the better part of three years. The bond was formed quickly and had endurance to say the least. We flirted, we argued, and on that rare light night occasion, we had even sexed it up hot and heavy, all on instant messenger of course. Actually, we had never even spoken on the. “I brought you something, baby girl,” he said as he offered me a fresh Jack and Coke which I sucked down as promptly as the other one. As I guzzled it Master gently squeezed my right boob and twisted my nipple which made my giggle, spilling a little of the drink on my neck and tits. Jared was still moaning and I rubbed my right foot further up his chest toward his neck and he brought his head up again, grabbed my foot and placed it on his face. The sensation of his nose breathing through my. I wasn’t used to getting turned down.I almost got up, and went to the bathroom to change, but I couldn’t stop myself. “Ever think about me when you’re all alone late at night and can’t sleep?”He nodded his head yes.“One time thing? I’m horny. I just want to orgasm. I just want to make you orgasm.”He didn’t say no.“You finger me. I go down on you.”“You can’t tell anyone.”I wanted to joke, saying something about him being ashamed of me. However, the mood was far too serious. This wasn’t like us. To der na ki badam milk ka cup table par rakha aur apne short se lund bahar nikal kar aage peeche hilane laga.Par is baar kal rat ke tarah maa ne kuch bola nahi. Bas mujhe aur mere lund ko dekhi aur halki muskurahat dene lagi.Main: Papa ka mere se bada hai kya?Maa: Sach bolu to unka thoda sa chota hai par mota hai isse.Main: To matlab mera hi bada hai.Maa: Haan, par boli na tumhara thoda kam mota hai.Main: Koi baat nahi lamba to hai. Matlab zada andar jayega.Maa apne neeche ke hont kaatte hui.