....About forty-five minutes later we found ourselves as Hunter's house. His mom wasn't home so we sat on the couch and made out for a while. I didn't...know why, but I was enjoying this a lot. The idea of him having me as his own made me so wet I was afraid he'd notice. Finally I took the initiative and planted my hand right on his crotch. I felt his member twitching and thrashing inside his jeans trying to get to me. He groaned, but other than that was dead silent.I leaned in and slowly kissed. The only sound was our increasingly rapid and noisy breathing.In no time we’d worked ourselves into a fever pitch. She pulled away from me and sat up to pull the T-shirt over her head. I took that opportunity to shed my boxers. Now it was skin to skin, my dick and her ass grinding together.Finally, she looked over her shoulder and whispered. “Bobby, can I do it again, the thing with my mouth?”“Oh hell, yeah! But why don’t you let me do it to you first.”“Would you? Would you really do. He stopped as he reached the stairs and looked down. The living room was dark, but Danni felt that there was someone there."Not now!" Danni heard his mother whispering."Why not?" the man asked."I told you already," Rachel said irritably,"I don't want my son hearing us." You are so beautiful when you are angry!" Shut up, Mike!" Ok, Ok." My crutches fell on the floor. Do you see them?" You don't need them now, Rachel. I'm holding you!" We can't do it here. Stop it!" Gosh! I'm harder than your. Seeing Derricks truck in the drive, I quietly entered through the basement door. Through the ventilation duct that runs from the basement to the first floor, I could hear them talking in the living room. Beth was telling Derrick that it just wasnt going to work for a black boy to date our daughter. When Derrick asked why, Beth explained that it was just too taboo for our family to accept having a black boy with a white girl. Derrick explained that he had dated lots of white girls and women. My.