He had nice soft butt hair all over his ass and his back was just starting to get some hair on it as well, in a few years this man would be a good bea.... I started fucking him really slow and then harder and harder. I could tell by the way he was backing in to my cock and balls that he wanted all I could give him and then most likely more.Man, he was a good hot fuck, one of the best I had in a long time. A good cocksucker, ass eater and not a good fuck, you just don't find much better than. It was almost as if they sometimes pulled on her arms on purpose, so she would expose herself to people they crossed in those corridors. Sabina sure noticed how some of those men looked at her, and it made her blush.Although, when she was walking like this, she noticed something else that felt very strange. By the movement that they made her do, she sometimes brushed over her pussy and mound, and she had noticed that she was again completely hairless down there. And the strangest thing of all,. And I actually thought that maybe I could bury that incident in the hood until... one day I am walking in town, on my way to see a couple of friends at a shoe store and out infront of me, I see him! Duke. The nigga who had fucked me in the hood. He was standing just a few feet away. As I was walking by this black SUV, he'd simply stepped and appeared like a ghost out of nowhere."Aight, I get your point nigga. What do you want?" I asked, feeling annoyed. Had to make sure he didn't get the upper. Your mother taught the word to me. Do you not like how it sounds? Dispensation?” Swift Hawk thumped his son on the back.“But, what does it mean?”“Oh, it is a wonderful word. It means,” Swift held his hand up, “a divine ordering of a worldly thing, a time set aside by The Great Spirit for just you and me. Now, go get me a big one. I’m hungry.”Drying his eyes, the boy stood. He strode down to the backwash, waded into the water, and dropped his hands into the fridge stream. His father knew him.