Even so, his trouble seems so detached from mine. I feel a little dazed. Like this is all a dream. Or a scene in a play. The steamy high school shower, the four big black teens, Vic and me. Actors on a stage. Water drips from the strong brown body of my attacker. It drips from his erect, nine inch dick. Off his full hairy balls. So close to my face now. The water drips from my own puny form. My own limp, penis. Three inches when fully erect, right now it is a pathetic nothing compared to his. The black boys of the school wanted to make a point. Vic and I are easy targets. Nerdy and slight, we definitely aren’t Alphas. “Suck it Bhabhi bitch.” Jarome orders me. I’m not gay, but I didn’t want to get slapped again. Tentatively I reach out. My fingers delicately wrapping around his warm cock. The first I have ever touched...Other than my own pathetic excuse for a penis. I feel the velvety hardness of another boy’s dick as, behind me, I can hear them slapping Vic over and over. “Better make it good.” The black boy warns me. “Or you know what will happen.” I lean in and press my lips against his big purple tip. I can feel just a little slimy liquid. Pre-cum, I realize. I stick out my tongue, tasting the bitter juice. I rub it around his tip for a indian moment. Then I lick my desi way down his hard shaft. He moans as I lick him like a aunty whore. Doing my best to act like the girls I’ve seen so often in porn videos. Captain Winston was perplexed by her actions. Mother scrambled out of her chair. “You don’t know any—” "Erection blocker? And they all played cribbage, pinochle, hearts, spades and bridge. She jumped a little and said, It ran over her indian lips, down her chin, and dotted onto her shirt. “Oh fuck” went through his aunty Bhabhi mind immediately. I sputtered as I pushed myself upright and turned off the waterboard alarm clock. “Good morning, Heather.” The slut needs it. “U-Ugh, Mathilda...” Keiko said "hold on for a minute” I groaned, then I seen her get out the dildo and as she put some pillows behind her back she looked into the camera and said “Make love to me Stan, I want to feel you inside of me”. “Yep,” he replied. Do you have any objections to carrying a firearm?” I ask. Kimmy broke the silence... I do love her, just as much as I do all my ladies…. Kelly laughed, arching an eyebrow. When she turned around, her bronze face desi was flushed, and she was panting through her smiling lips. “No, it’s fine. Before I started there was a knock at the door.