As he continues to softly kiss my lips I can feel my newly pierced pussy begin to throb but how can just a soft gentle little kiss feel so powerful an... aggressive at the same time I wouldn't truly understand till next time we met.I ended up canceling our date for the next week do to a sticky situation I was in with my best friend (story for another time I guess) and was very disappointed , I was so looking forward to maybe , hopefully getting a look or even a feel at that piercing in his pants. Later in life, he would still get into her bed and service her whenever he visited his Aunt Rita.While he was still fairly young, Marcus had his first taste of white meat and he liked it very, very much. A bleeding heart liberal white woman wanted to save the world and help the poor black populace by teaching their black children in their dilapidated schools. She wasn't all that pretty but she was still attractive and she was white. Mrs. Young asked Aunt Rita if little Marcus could come out to. All I could do was hide my face with my hands. I was burning heavily with embarrassment.Nadia sat next to me, rubbing my back because I had bent over to hide my head. Her touch helped. I didn't think she knew how much the outfit was going to affect me, but then again, it could have been our merging earlier. I felt so much closer to her.When I felt better, I sat up and looked around. Laughter still edged everyone's eyes, but they were all quiet. I knew they didn't mean any harm and I even smiled. Good night. It’s after midnight so try and keep the noise down.”I said and laughed. “We will …. night.” I woke up just before dawn and without opening my eyes I had the distinct impression that there was a hand cupping my balls. It was a small, soft and warm hand. I gave my morning wood a lazy stroke and dozed off again without doing anything about it. Later I woke up and all the fingers of her hand were now twirling languidly around the head of my cock, lightly teasing me.