Each disk had a design carved into it. Serrah knew that Quaquo, a talented artist, had done the carving himself. One disk had Serrah’s name and anot...er one Quaquo’s. Other disks bore images of the bush elephant, a monkey, a hippopotamus, and a couple of birds.As he ate, he thought back to when he had received this necklace, no more than a month and a half ago. The images in his mind went to Quaquo, the older boy of his village, and how that day, the last he’d seen Quaquo, had begun so. At the same time I went out of my way cultivating a friendship with my new neighbors. Dave and I would hang out talking sports. We would order out dinner and eat together. I was always watching for Morgan. The Neighbors invited me over for pizza, sitting at the dining table I was disappointed, no Morgan. “MOM, where are my pink shorts?” cried Morgan as we sat in the dining room. My heart skipped a beat as Morgan came into the room with only a thin white T-shirt and panties. Her parents. Sure enough the thought of going out with her dressed like that had put him over and his hips flung him upwards, semen shooting down her throat as she held tight, spilling not a drop.When she had finished milking him dry, she crawled up beside him and kissed him. He tasted himself in her mouth."Unless you'd like me to wear something else?"He turned her over his knee and gave her five quick, hard whacks with his palm."Does that answer your question, Little Cunt?" he asked.She smiled as her pussy. Then I told her that I’m ready for practices. She refused to teach me but on my insist she said ok cause she wants a hard fuck as she is also a virgin still at the age of 23 in Bombay. Then she started to take off my clothes. We are alone at home cause aunt and uncle was out for shopping in the city. She then took my penis in her hand and started to & fro motion. till then I had grabbed her breasts and she was also enjoying it. She took my lund which was now rock hard and ready to fuck her in.