" He said as he pointed to a puddle on the floor. Without waiting for a response, he turn around and walked out of the bathroom. I quickly cleaned up ...the mess, and than went to my bedroom to relax.As soon as I got to my room I removed my pants again and laid down in my bed. Wow! I didn't realize it would feel like that. I ran my fingers over my pussy. My lips had plumped up, my clit was hard, and my pussy was sopping wet with cum. I rubbed my clit than I moved my fingers down to the opening of. What made that horrible for Victor was that he was totally ignorant of some basic facts of life and teenage development. He knew boys over 11 or so started growing hair in places like that, but he still remained smooth.But he knew nothing about the prime puberty change. How could that be? For one thing, he had few male friends with whom to discuss such important matters. More importantly, his mom and dad had thought him as much a sissy as the kids at school did. But his parents lived in fear. ‘Come sit here with me, have more of the Hammer if you would like.’ Andy offered her his hand as she rose from the log. ‘Show?’ Dawn asked. ‘Oh just wait my love, I promise it will be one to remember.’ Andy patted a pillow and Dawn sat down joined shortly by her husband with his newest alcoholic concoction. Dawn smiled and accepted a refill of her drink though more than half remained in her glass. ‘OK, whatever you say.’ She didn’t have long to wait. As the sun began to set the golden disk. We both decided that we would have a box each, write our fantasies on a piece of paper and we would take one fantasy from each others box and arrange it but not let on which fantasy it was or when it would happen to make it more exciting. We each picked one out and when I read what my wife had written, I was shocked but that soon turned to excitement, it read ‘Spend time with a really well hung black guy’ with the condition that I would be there to share the moment and for safety. Well! I did.