Short dark hair, goatee (which I normally don’t like but this looked really hot) and a fair bit over 6 foot. We settled in for the afternoon drinkin... and shooting some pool. Conversation was light and open, Josh had told Ryan that I was bisexual and the three of us talked about how few gay guys there were in town. Around 10pm (we’d been playing pool since 5pm) Jazza and Ryan asked me if I wanted to go back to their place for a few drinks and we’d pick up something to eat on the way home. What. "My turn to get you back!" She relaxed a little in his arms as she laughed and turned towards him."I should have looked a bit more closely at the sky before I jogged here today," she said ruefully. "I'm going to get wet running two miles home."Sven grinned. "Well, if you want to risk it, you can always take a chance in my car -- if you feel safe, that is. After molesting me yet again back in there, you never know what might happen."Jay laughed and, sticking her chest out, poked him with her. I was scared and didn't really know him so I said no. The next night he knocked on my door and as I open it I could see him look around real nervous worried about who might see him talking to this tranny fag. He ask real quick if he could come in but again I said no and he left quickly. He was a really cute younger black guy about half my age and it did turn me on because I knew he want more than to talk with me. Well he called me a couple more times in the next week and at one point told me he. She felt himjerk, shoving his cock harder than before, sending it flying through her tits,the thick head popping out the other end. It almost looked like slowmotion as she saw it jerk, the tiny slit in the head opening up. Thensuddenly she was showered with his hot cum, the milky fluid shooting onto herinnocent face. She felt it hit her lips and nose, sliding slowly down. Shecouldn't close her mouth as it dripped inside the hot confines of her oralcavity, mixing with her saliva to quickly.