I lliked to see boys wearing their tube socks with the cool color bands on them, and I always got hard seeing boys in cut off jeans! Remember this... was in the late 1970's. All of a sudden I heard his little voice coming from around the corner at the top of the hill. Then I sawI him as he creasted the top of the hill and started to come down the street towards me. My heart started to beat fast and my hands got sweaty in antisipation to seeing him again. But I decided to it was going. He’s becoming very popular with his friends.” “I can imagine,” Silver Quail snorted. “He will be popular until that fawn bites off somebody’s dick. Has your husband ever asked you for that?” Silver Quail whispered. “No,” Rainbow said with a revolted look. “Mine has,” Small Fish admitted. “It’s a white man’s thing, like kissing. I hear it’s becoming very popular in the tribe with the young people.” “I don’t do kissing either,” Rainbow gasped. . ....too much.....oh fuck you’re ripping my pussy......god I love your dick..........oh...oh....ohgod please, please not again........unghhh....unghhh......oh damn.......oh god its so good....so hard......oh fuckkkkkk oh god I’m cumming again...nooo..nooo.....oh god I love your black dick..........aieeeee...........aieeeEEEEEEEEE.....oh god baby I can’t stop..........fuck me....please doit hard........oh god it hurts so deep...so good...god you’re killin me...killin my pussy...d..d...don’t. Pressing up on my hands, I ground down with my hips, eased back, ground down. "It does feel good," I agreed."Yeah, and this doesn't feel bad either. Sorta like something good getting rubbed." Yeah." I lay down on him and liked the feel of his butt under my belly. I slid my palms under the fronts of his shoulders and grabbed on and buried my forehead in the back of his neck as I cut loose with my hips and just ground away.It surprised me how quickly I came to a dry orgasm, burying my mouth.