She reached up and pushed a stray strand of hair behind her ear. I decided that she must be shy. She looked to be about sixteen or seventeen. She was ...etite in stature, maybe 5 feet tall. She’s a stunning caramel mocha-colored African American, um Black, um Negro. (Hell, it was never this hard to describe the ladies I used to date.) She is slender, but she still had the beginnings of curves that showed great potential.Her face is oval, with bright, expressive brown eyes. She also has dimpled. Kumar and Leonard fucked me mercilessly, thrusting deep into my mouth and cunt with a coordinated rhythm that grew faster and faster with every passing minute. I was now in a constant state of orgasm, the exquisite sensations going on and on until I was outside of time in a world of extreme sexual pleasure. Both men came at the same time, their cocks thickening and pulsing as they flooded my mouth and cunt with hot cum until it was running out of me in rivers of sweet sticky cream.I must have. I made brief chit-chat with her parents, but they were double-parked downstairs and couldn’t risk a ticket. So, after they left, I gave Riley the tour. I was proud of my new place -- I had purchased mostly new furniture and decoration, giving the entire place a fresh, modern look. The sixth floor terrace looked off towards downtown Boston, and Riley noticed it right away. “Ooh, you have a balcony,” she said wistfully, the 40-degree temperatures keeping us from stepping out there.I put Riley’s. So, yesterday, a warm day at last and needing to collect my wife – she being nervous driving in the crowds of a Bank Holiday weekend I found myself waiting at the bus stop, wearing a polo shirt and brief shorts enjoying the unaccustomed warmth of the sun. The bus arrives and I made my way to the upper deck and there being only one empty double seat made my way towards it. Just in front were a young family, Dad and the boy sitting in front of Mum and the daughter, probably around nine years old.