The other difference was that we had moved to a predominantly black neighborhood. Actually, virtually everyone there was black. That in itself didn't ...other me although at the start I remember feeling a bit odd when I saw mom walking, a lone white figure surrounded by. Most of the k**s at school were black. All the k**s in my class were black or Hispanic and, after a while, I gradually found myself changing to fit in with them. I fell in with a group of black guys headed by Dominic, 16 years. I had a beer and then opened another just as the doorbell rang under half an hour later. I looked through the peephole and saw an older guy. Opening the door I saw that he was not some teenager but what looked like a college age man, and a handsome one at that. As he took in my appearance his eyes widened. “That was fast,” I said sweetly. He paused staring at my tits as I had hoped. “It’s a slow evening,” he said as he looked for the name and described the pizza. I invited him inside. "Fine, whatever. You want to see them so bad? Here they are." Face still flushed but now with a little more excitement than embarrassment, she rose a little further out of the water. His eyes dropped immediately to her chest and she felt a smile creep across her lips at the awe plain on his face. His grin became a little dopey as she pushed her shoulders back, letting him see her breasts in all their glory."Like what you see?" She tried and failed to keep the giggle out of her voice.He bit his. "Oh, God... so good..." she moaned, as she ground her pelvis up against mine. I knew she was doing that to rub her clittie against me, but I was certainly enjoying all that rocking and rolling!"You close?" she asked after a bit."Getting there." Good. Look into my eyes," she demanded. I grinned, and did just that. "Your turn to look into my eyes, Mitch. Look at me and cum."I looked straight at her as I met each of her downstrokes with a thrust of my own. She smiled gently at me, then started.