This was happening every night. I used to go to her room lift her gown touch her thighs, kiss her thighs.One day decided that I will touch her pussy o...er her panty. It was 3 am. I went to her room. I pulled her gown. Exposed her panty. I moved my finger over her panty. It was so hot. My dick got damn hard. I moved my finger in-between her legs. Rubbed her there. I was so scared to do that but I was desperate I did that. I was sweaty by then. But took a smell of her pussy. I wanted to give her. It certainly helped my romantic life, I tell you that much. I dated ladies across the spectrum, man. From lovely Ethiopian women to buxom Irish-Canadian beauties and even a Lebanese Christian gal or two. I don’t discriminate based on color or culture. If I like a lady and she likes me, then everything is cool. Haters are going to hate no matter what. And that’s how my first year in Canada went, ladies and gentlemen. I continued working for Securitas, which wasn’t easy since I was busy with my. "Oh god..." Leif whimpered to himself as he felt the TSA agent startto nudge his bulbous cock head in between Leif's ass cheeks. "Yeah, such a perfect white boy ass." The TSA agent mumbled as hepushed his cock deeper between Leif's folds with one hand and held downLeif with the other. "I should check this one too." The other TSA agent piped up as heeasily pushed Bryan's board shorts down around his ankles, and then had myyoungest boy step out of them. Bryan was now completely naked. ” I grab your hand in your pussy again trying to find the spot I will cum so you can feel it. We both cum together and slowly cuddling on top of the POS soon we catch our breaths. “So………” “Well I think I can let you go.” I walk towards my bag. “If you can promise that it’s not you selling.” I walk back with something in my hand. “And you wear these as a sign of good faith.” I hand up boy shorts. “I guess since if I didn’t I might lose my job and maybe go to prison.” You say in a sarcastic tone..