I keep my eyes closed and wait for the kiss to continue but he does not do anything else. He pushes me back on the bed and spreads my legs. I look str...ight up to the ceiling as he dives in between my legs with his head. The first touch of his tongue on my honey pot sent chills through every vein and artery in my body. I take my hand to his head and push it deeper in there. He doesn’t seem to mind. He continues to suck and lap the sweetness of my pussy. Right now, I am in the eleventh heaven.I. ..im ,.,,,im so scared of his big cock ''''oh if you dont like it you look at me , its ok, i need it cindy its ok if your not''it was not happening that soon , we had time to drink shooters each needing to relax but it was soon the 5th and i felt like a slut waiting in panty with my roomate saying she cant wait to taste his bbcfinally able to do it , my presence helping him he saidthe dor open and my hearth sink they were 2 guytwo older black guy smilling looking at the 2 little young white boy. Ma boli kyu. Wo bole kyu karu mujhe kya milega ese toh hazaro log ate h pese mangne mujhse sabki madad karne laga toh phir chal gayi meri dukan.Tab ma boli hamare pass kuch ni h. Ham kya de sakte h. Jamin thi wo bhi bech di iss business ke chakkar mein.Wo bola wo sab mein ni janta h. Tum jano. Ma rone lagi mein khadi khadi sab sun rahi thi aur mujhe bhi rona a raha tha. Tabhi mla bola thik h per ek shart h. Ma boli thik h.Toh wo bola pehle mere kamre mein chalu wahi batunga. Ma uske room per. It was like most people felt when they joined the Peace Corps and went off to Africa or somewhere equally foreign and spent a couple of years doing something they never planned on doing. After it was over, and they were back in their regular world, it seemed like a dream.But Bobby had never returned to his regular world. Not really. He had tried, but the people in that world had rejected things about him. They hadn’t meant to reject him ... it had just worked out that way. And he hadn’t meant.