We go to a local barbecue restaurant for supper and then backhome for the late game, which ends around midnight. We end up togetherin bed, Bob holding...me in his arms, my head resting on his chest.?"I can't do this Bob." I say quietly. "I can't go back to the club,back to being a fuck toy for any jerk or crazy bastard with the money.Sometimes they don't even pay Anthony, just give him a yellow card.Those guys are always the worst." Bob caresses my hair.?"Where do they get these yellow. He gripped my head and held himself deep in my mouth and then I felt his cum fill the back of my throat. One, two, three big spurts and he grunted each time. It took me several swallows to gulp it down. I kept his cock in my mouth for a little while after and slowly stroked the flanks of his hips until I felt he had come back to earth, as it were.I stood up smiling and said, "and that's all there is to it." He laughed, stood up and hugged me.He kept saying how good it had been and that it was. "I want in, all the way in. Call Justin to come back over here. That guy was hung like a horse and I'm getting wet." "Kimberly!" I snapped. "Not until you're older. And he's too big for your first time anyway." "First time?" Kimberly laughed. "I lost my cherry a year ago at Nikki's sleepover. I've had three boyfriends since then, none of which were worth a damn. Get me a real man. I want to see what's it's like to fuck a grownup." She got up and went to get her purse. Digging in it, she. After One hour we reached our farm house. One lady attendant, Anjamma, her lover Ranga welcomed us. Mom observed Rangas Lungi was raised. She understood that they were fucking. Mom laughed and asked Anjamma ” Eme lanja, denginchukuntunnara?”(Oh… U both are fucking?). Anjamma navvuthu, avunu amma garu. Veedu na new lover. Modda chala baguntundi. Entha sepu ayina dengutadu. Annadi anjamma. Amma ventane nudega thayaru ayindi. Amma pirralu, sallu chudagane Rangaki modda vipareethamga lechindi..