“Maybe," she replied, “Where is it?” It turned out to be not too far away; just the other side of the town centre. “Are there going to be lo...ts of people there?” Helen didn’t really like crowds. Ross gave her that sheepish grin again, “Not really; just us lot.” “So what you’re saying is you’ve got some cans to take back to your place?” “More or less,” he answered with another grin. Helen thought about it, then said, “OK, cool, but just for an hour or so.” They were soon speeding off in a. His large black hand landed hard and stinging on his lily white cheeks and left huge hand-shaped red marks. The boy screamed, from where he was bent over the couch arm. He begged him to stop. The spanking hurt worse with every hit because he was getting more and more sore. You want some black dick, then? The big man asked. The small white man whimpered, but said nothing. The assault continued. The rest of the large, naked black men in the room cackled as the pathetic straight boy screamed and. For some reason, I didn't want Samantha to know, so I tried to focus on the massage, hoping that my erection would eventually subside. It wasn't working. Samantha's soft flesh and her amazing breasts were too damn stimulating for my teenage hormones. I didn't know if my teenage mind was playing tricks on me, but I decided to go for it anyway. I pulled Samantha's bra straps aside, pushed them below her shoulders, and I started massaging her in a more sensual motion.She responded instantly. ’ ‘Fantastic.’ Chambliss got out and glanced over his shoulder at the still-unconscious girl. ‘You may have my leftovers.’ ‘Thank you, sir.’ Chambliss reached into his jacket pocket, extracted a cigarette and lit it as he climbed the stairs. The apartment complex was one that he had visited before. Years ago, when he was a volunteer in the mayor’s office, he had taken a gay lover who had resided here. God, just the thought of his hot Latin body made him stiffen again. He reached the landing and.