I glanced down at her spread fingers and took note of a shiny pink gloss coating her nails, still noticeably wet.“I can’t touch anything because I...don’t want to mess them up,” she continued, bouncing over to the counter and sliding her purse gingerly off her arm. “What are you up to?” she asked, making her way out of the kitchen.“Oh, nothing…” I mumbled. She didn’t seem too interested in an answer, as she was already on her way upstairs.I made my way back to the sofa, resuming my horizontal. Oh, you like that do you? Sarah asked playfully. Her hand continued to stroke him. I love your penis. Ive loved it from the first time I saw it, but I was too embarrassed to tell you. Now, thats changed. I feel like I can tell you anything about sex. Jim wanted to respond, but his cock had stolen all the blood from his brain and the only sound he could muster was an unintelligible jumble of vowels and consonants that Sarah accepted as confirmation. Good and since I can tell you anything, I want. I just didn't want to admit it."Tyrone pushed me to the ground off the couch. I quickly pulled my underwear up from around my ankles. I did not do much to cover up my own raging hard on. I stood there in front of the two of them, still fixated on Darren's oversized cock. "We knew that white boy," said Tyrone, "Your own little white prick gave that away. Now get on your knees. That's where your ass belongs now," he commanded.I listened. I sunk down to my knees. My dick pressed against the front. Then he stopped behind this Tex-Arkana fireworks stand and got out as I pulled up and stopped my car and got out. He lowered the tailgate of his truck and sat on it. He was really hot with reddish hair and a goatee and a flannel shirt which he opened to expose his hairy chest and stomach. I got down onto the dirt and took his cock into my mouth and started sucking it with a lot of passion and he was moaning and groaning. I unzipped my fly and started to jack my cock off as this was so damn.