He took her hand leading her back to his bunk bed, she never took her hand off his big black cock. He placed his hand on her shoulders guiding her dow... to face his now hard monster shaking it in her face. She looked like she was in a trance watching that big cock bouncing in her face. She reached again for it and started licking it like an all-day sucker the more cream the more she licked and the more it throbbed. He looked down smiling said, " you are really going to be a good black bitch. I always wish I had the drive to work out as much as she does but I guess most people wish the same, especially when friends with someone like Jennifer. Her body has been many guys wet dream I’m sure. “So what are you making?” I asked her. She blinked up at me for a moment then stepped back from our embrace and walked to the stove.“Well I was making an omelet before you scared me into next week.” She said as she resumed poking at her omelet with a spatula. I sat at the counter after pouring. Their routine was entirely predictable. Jacinda would get in bed, usually naked or wearing something semi-sexy, and Khari would follow soon thereafter. He would start rubbing his dick on her ass and playing with her breasts and talking dirty. That would go on for about 15 minutes until he thought she was sufficiently aroused and then would slide his boxers off and climb on top of her under the covers and "do his business" as Miss Celie would say.Technically, Khari was masterful at throwing the. A couple people did come back and brought stories, sometimes good but usually bad about what was going on in the world. When he was fifteen, his father handed him an airsoft rifle in a make-shift firing range and said "Shoot that target. Get as close to the center as you can." They were both amazed that, even with the inaccurate plastic weapon, he managed to be deadly accurate and consistent. Within a few weeks, he had been handed multiple real weapons from bows to pistols to rifles and showed.