. Took his cock in hand and started masturbating. He closed his eyes and he murmured some name and he released his load. It was thick, huge load. I st...oked his cock until he releases the last drop. He slowly opened his eyes and came back to normal. Then he wiped the cum in his underwear and started stroking my cock. Then put my cock in his mouth and started sucking. I said I wanna fuck your throat like you did. He nodded.He opened his mouth. I catch hold of his head and moved my hips front and. "This time Max laughed and, in turn, he leaned closer to Mel. Their faces were only inches apart now, and even more of her scent was clouding his brain."Is that an invitation, dear cousin? Because it sounds like you could use the practice. Your technique must be terrible since you can't manage to keep a boyfriend for longer than two weeks." That's not true! And I haven't been with a lot of guys."Max snorted, turned around and dried the final dish in the rack. He hung the towel on the oven door. I walked over to him, put my arms around him, and told him “Papa, I want you to touch me and make me feel good.” He said he couldn’t do it. That my wanting it didn’t make it right and that he was afraid he would go to jail and never see me again. I lifted his face up to look at me and I let my towel drop. I ask him if he thought I was beautiful. He said I was the most beautiful creature he’d ever set eyes on. Then I kissed him right on the lips. Soon he was kissing me back. I’d never kissed. Michael was the son of one of the few black neighbors who lived two houses down. I knew he had been at college and figured that he was home for the summer. He had always been a nice k**, doing odd jobs around the neighborhood, a bit shy and quiet, and a little pudgy. However, as he entered the pool I could tell that he had changed some while away. "Hi Ms. Jen" he said when he saw me, "this is my friend Malcolm." "Hi guys, home from college?" I asked. They came over and put their towels on some.