We finished our meal, and then exchanged numbers. That’s how it all began, ladies and gentlemen. My friendship with Jean-Baptiste Vincent, the half ...hite, half Haitian, brilliant but quirky lawyer whom I saved from despair on our first meeting. We began hanging out regularly, to talk about Islam, and also because, I must admit, I kind of enjoyed his company. We would often meet in restaurants or at the mall, but sometimes he would come over to my spot in Orleans. We’ve grown really comfortable. I pulled him to me and started kissing his cock, then sucking the head into my mouth. His cock was getting harder all the time. I put my hands around his cock one on top of the other and still had a good 2 or 3 inches past my hands. That meant it was at least 9 inches long. I could get my fingers to touch so it had to be about an inch and a half in diameter. A good diameter to fuck, not fat enough to hurt anywhere I wanted it. I had been able to get cocks that size down my throat without any. At first. Then I looked around and realized there were many empty seats he could have chosen but he sat right beside me. As we talked about nothing in particular I looked at him and thought to myself how attractive he was – and how young. I decided he no doubt just wanted someone to talk to. “My name is Devin.” The young boy said as he stuck out his hand. I shook it and introduced myself at the same time looking into his bright dark brown eyes. This was a very likeable boy and I couldn’t help. Php?image=07493_diddy_lg_039_123_441lo.jpgAnna Lena (Simona): http://content.leenks.com/smut/gal_715/3.jpgNina (Nina A von MetArt): http://pic.peachy18.com/aHR0cDovL2dhbGxlcmllczYucGV0aXRldGVlbmFnZXIuY29tLzkvdzRibmluYS82LmpwZw%3d%3d.jpgJenny war außer sich. Sie durfte mit ihren Freunden über die Ferien in die Berghütte ihrer Großeltern fahren. Die Semesterferien standen vor der Tür und es sollte ein Traumsommer werden. Sie hatte nun endlich ihre Oma überreden können, ihnen die Hütte für drei.