There wasn’t much room I just had a desk that was full of my stuff I was unpacking, a chair the was in the same state and my single bed. She took a ...seat in my bed and I got us a couple of drinks and sat down next to her. We talked for a bit about random stuff.There was a bit of a silence and I looked at her just as she looked at me. Our eyes locked and slowly brought our faces closer together. I could feel her breath on my lips, smell her perfume. Finally our lips touched again and we kissed. And I knew why Bobby was spending so much time in the bathroom and in his bedroom in the afternoons. I knew what was going on. I did the same thing when I was his age.Because his mother worked days and I had afternoons off I was usually home when Bobby returned from school. He almost always went straight to his bedroom and closed the door. It turned me on to think that my stepson was in there playing with himself. It really turned me on.One afternoon I was home alone. Bobby was at baseball. I just sat on my bench and smiled at him."Get over here" he said"Hey, till we get into the lock up, then we can have our way with him, orher, maybe we should call him her" I ain't waiting. Get your white ass over here" the black man said stillplaying with himself.I stood up and slowly walked over to him. I was about to fall to my knees,when the door was opened and we were told to line up.We all lined up in single file and the man behind me started rubbing mybottom with both his hands. He found. As planned, she wasn’t wearing anything inside the hoodie. I looked into her eyes and she winked. I pulled her zipper further down and her boobs were completely exposed by then. A man happened to go past us by then and he winked at me. I smiled back and put my hands inside her pussy. She was wet by the happenings already.We had an hour more and we decided to take it slow. I made sure her entire front is exposed and slowly put my hands over her shoulder. She was breathing heavy into my ears.