Asking questions. Don’t you ask questions?’ Something stirred in his eyes. ‘Sometimes,’ he allowed. ‘Did you ever think what it’d be like ...f we couldn’t ask questions?’ One of his eyebrows lifted. ‘Don’t believe I did, no.’ ‘You ought to. I’ve got part of a sugar cookie in my pocket. Do you think I could give it to your dun?’ ‘I don’t recommend it.’ ‘Well, if he’s mean, why do you keep him?’ ‘He’s got bottom. He’s comfortable.’ ‘He looks spooky.’ ‘He is, that.’ He moved, swinging down from the. Few days passed by and one damn LUCKY day my mom didn’t get up. She was really tired as she slept late last night so I thought it will be nice to spend some alone time with Savita. I went upstairs and found her walking in a red nighty tighter than any of her nighties I had seen and I am sure she wasn’t wearing a bra since I could completely figure out her nipples protruding out of her nighty. My dick got the hardest it ever had. So we were walking normally, she asked about mom, whether she will. He’d told me that he was half Cuban and half Afro-American so I wasn’t surprised that he was black nor that a guy hung like him was only about five foot seven. I’d noticed that a lot of short guys tended to be hung. Smiling in anticipation, he took me into the bedroom. There he first he kicked off his Hush Puppies. Then he unbuttoned his shirt, took it off and put it on a chair. Next he unbuckle his belt and unbutton and unzip his Dockers and let them fall to the floor. As he stepped out of. I beat myself up wondered why in the hell it’s taken me so long to get serious with him? In my eyes he was perfect, his shy smile melted my heart, his perfect bubble butt I couldn’t seem to take my eyes off of and he treats me like desert. On the long drive I came to the reaization that I was truly in love with Cody, which scared the hell out of me, I’ve never felt I’ve needed someone as much as I need him. I couldn’t stop thinking about the image of Cody half naked. For me that was the.