I moved to them and licked and lapped at them gently as my hand stroked and felt every inch of his rock hard cock. I felt his slick precum on my finge...s as it oozed out of his dick and I licked passionately at his tip, tasting him again. Sweet and delicious. I dove my mouth back down his thick cock and Mark began to buck his hips, lightly fucking my mouth. His breathing quickened and I could sense his orgasm was close. I wanted to tell him, “yes, yes! Cum in my mouth!” but I didn’t want. “Just a friend” I replied defensively.Eventually mum wore me down and got me to describe Tracy in excruciating detail; thick shoulder-length jet black hair, dark chocolate skin, black eyes, full lips, bright white even teeth, dimples while she smiled. Tracy was very pretty. The full works. Why was mum focusing on her looks? I was relieved that mum’s probing focused entirely on Tracy’s face.“So you like her?”“She’s just a friend”My mum snorted at my answer and turned back to the television, the. She felt my belly and whispered, "It goes in here."The absurdity of the situation and my emotional distress made me giggle as well. Of course she was right. "Okay. You got me. Just wait until we play Scrabble."She said, "I want you to think about something. Do you think Bradford will have you on his mind when he is on his mission? Be honest with me." I guess he will. He says he loves me and he acts like he does." When you go back to work next week, will you be thinking about him?" I just can't. ”“Don’t knock Ed.” Said a nice, clean-cut black haired kid jerking a thumb at the impudent prick in the wife-beater. “He’s just a sucker for a nice pair of, well, suckers.” The kid actually blushed a little at his words. He seemed a little younger then the rest of this motley crew. He was wiry, and dressed in a nice, relaxed black suit.“Besides, anything more then a handful is wasted.” Cut in a tall, olive-complexioned man with a goatee. He was dressed in casual clothes, slacks and a t-shirt..