My grandmother had collected them for years. So i would borrow a few when I went over to her house. Evevryday after school my friends and I would play...video games at the local convenient store. Next to the video games was the Legg's display When it wasnt my turn I would stare at all those eggs wanting to know what treasures lied inside. Finally one day after starting seventh grade, I had enough of looking at those pantyhose filled eggs.it was too much. I was looking at the pantyhose section of. I motioned for Carlos to move in behind me. As I licked her, I whispered to Carlos, "Slide that big thing into her as I lick her." Carlos was hard and he was ready. I licked her clitoris and he guided his cock to her awaiting hole. He slid the head in and she moaned. Her eyes began to open when I leaned in to give her a passionate kiss. I whispered in her ear, "Just relax and enjoy." She seemed to had no problem with that request. Carlos began to thrust into her slowly as I kissed her lips and. I stuck out my tongue to lick the head, then kissed it. He pushed forward slightly and I knew he wanted me to start to suck it and I did. It began to harden, making it difficult to get it all into my mouth. I've sucked about 10 cocks and this was the first one that was getting beyond my gag reflex enough to get into my throat. He knew what he wanted and so did I. The one thing I noticed was the color contract was a huge turn on. His cock tasted no different than a white cock, but his black skin. In a way it was a good thing, for we got to know each other well on the journey to her parents’ house, each giving the other an autobiography and then plenty of discussion about politics, religion, morality and current affairs generally. We found we were were very comfortable with each other, very relaxed, and in agreement over most things. The house was in Rowton, a village a few miles outside Chester City. A large house, it sat in its own grounds, and gave testimony that the family were very.