My fingertips sliding inside the waistband of her skirt, it is the work of only a moment for her skirt to unzip and fall in a crumpled heap around her...ankles.Her panties match. That much enters my addled brain as my hands reach round to squeeze her ass cheeks. My thumbs stroking her hipbones, caressing her as my mouth worships her breasts.The scent of her rises to my nose, mixing in with the lingering scents of cooking and cakes, I can smell her. As her hand moves to caress my hair and the back. He caught it easily. I could tell he was a fine athlete. He had probably been playing sports all his life. I had a lot of catching up to do. We had fun. We ran all over the field throwing the ball back and forth. We were both doing well. We didn’t miss the ball much at all. I was getting much better. It was like the more I did it, the quicker I was catching on. When we were thoroughly worn out, we came back to my place. We sat on the back porch again, this time drinking orange Kool-Aid. ‘Damn. The night before, she set out to delete the video she captured of Evan and her, but after watching it, she couldn't. It was too meaningful, so Candy decided to copy it to a thumb drive and hide it in a secret place. That would give her something to fall back on if she was tempted again, and ensure a safe ending to this dangerous affair. She'd always have it to remind her of Evan's love and the beautiful passion they shared.Before copying the file and deleting it from the computer, Candy thought. His horror and the fact that he didn’t want to be discovered shut him up. Of course that didn’t stop his cock from becoming very, very hard. The Nubian’s balls were the size of small oranges. Younos wondered if he was a soldier. Where had the princess found him. There was not one hair the entire length of his ebony body. The princess in stark contrast had a luxuriant forest between her legs, and in her armpits. Thick, black brambles that served to both accentuate her beauty, and to provide.