”Her comment made them smile. I asked, “Is there a reason for your nervousness?”Kadeesha smiled as she said, “We are not used to being around ...o many white people in a social setting. We live in a predominantly black neighborhood, much like the one we grew up in.”I laughed and said to Jill, “Until Kadeesha mentioned it, I hadn’t noticed that they were black. But she is right, they are black.” That broke the ice as everyone laughed.Jill said, “As you probably noticed, we can care less what your. .t-too much..." I moaned."Well, we wouldn't want too much of that, would we?" Miss Jessica suddenly withdrew her hands from my pussy and clitoris and walked to face me. The teasing without satisfaction made me half-mad. I wanted something in my pussy so bad that it was causing me physical pain. She turned to face me, and without warning, she began to toy with the straps of her bra, pulling on the blue string halter tie, until it loosened. The bra fell away, revealing the round, C-cup breasts. Did I want her? Maybe. Was I the only one that internally asked those questions? Hell, no.A few weeks later was “Messiah”, our next performance at one of the other high schools in our district. It was easily the biggest audience we had performed under. After that performance on the bus, I saw something that would change the choir room. I sat in the middle of the bus looking out of the window while Paul was blocking out the noise with my iPod. The aforementioned noise came from everybody else. My cum soaked pussy inches away from her face. I squatted down and rubbed my pussy on moms face just as I had done to my cousin, messing her pretty face with all the cum. With my hole directly over her open mouth, I squeezed the muscles of my pussy and the cum dripped into moms mouth. She stuck her tongue directly into my hole and stared fucking me with her tongue. Oh this was such a turn-on. My boyfriend, standing on the bed, was playing with his cock waiting for me to get settled in. I had.