It was a friday night, just got out of school (senior year), and my buddy james and i were talkin in the hall by my locker. james says to me " we shou...ld git some beer and git a bonfire goin tonite, get some honeys over and git shitfaced!" I was like "yeah im down. Ill talk to johnny and Brandon and git some more poeple to come." we parted and i went out to my truck and got on the phone with johnny, set up a time and place and he called all the boys and girls to come tonight. well i called a. If it was both, she might cover her pussy with her hands, and her breasts would bounce as she ran.And running back to the pool, her ass was fully exposed, right down to an occasional glimpse of her pussy hair between her legs.Some girls, assuming it was just the others who would see her, wouldn't bother to cover themselves at all.Needless to say, it was a pretty wonderful summer.One hot August night, I had just gotten home after a long day working. I opened a beer and went out onto the patio to. Nicki then pushed Bjorn on this back. She got on top of him and was going to place his cock inside of her but instead came forward. Nicki said " I told you that I needed my bush to be worked on" She then proceeded to sit on his face. His tongue began to lick the pussy. The moans became loader and loader from Nicki with each stroke of his tongue. There was my wife who is a not a liberal woman having a strange young man with his tongue in her pussy. Bjorn took his hands and played with her. Your ancestors, were they slaves, too, if you don’t mind my asking?” I inquired a little further, being intrigued by that genealogy as well as Tamara’s personal style.“Yes, but were freed much sooner. Back in Haiti, where we toppled Napoleon’s colonial rule and instituted the first black republic in history. Toussaint L’Overture. My ancestor was one of his colonels. Yes, I speak Creole as my native tongue, but you would never know it, would you? My father came over on one of those Haitian.