Lips that are surrounding the head of my cock and slowly gliding down its shaft. My cock has reached full attention. It’s thick and long in my hand,...the skin is tanned and the head is sensitive as I glide my finger over the tip. My hand slides to its base as I give it a long slow stretching stroke, expanding the blood that has engorged it. I let out a moan as my hand slides back down its length. My balls are heavy. I feel them lay against the crack off my ass, filled with cum wanting to be. Behind the desk was the African Goddess I had seen before but now that she was sitting I could see just how good looking she was. I had never been "into" black women but there was just something about her, something that really got to me. She did not smile she just looked through me. The other two did the talking. "What do you think your job entails?' was the first question."While I will leave it up to you to tell me the specifics, I believe that my job will be to make sure that all of the. An arrow of peachy-orange hair pointed to a pair of lips, glossy with need, ready and willing. I lowered my face, planting a chaste kiss on her lust swollen pussy lips. My tongue extended and I tasted her for the first time. Her thighs clamped around my head as I heard her coo quietly, “No man has ever touched me there Professor.” My tongue traced her lips from top to bottom and back up again, gathering her warm wetness on the tip. With my nose pressed into the tangle of hairs, I rasped her. " I don't know Chris." No problem either way." I said, then went about my day.Saturday night Paul drove us over to the Lazy J from the barracks. We walked in at 8:45 and the club was already about half full and we looked for the long table we had reserved for the party. It was toward the back of the big room behind the dance floor. Roy's wife had come in earlier and decorated it with short-timer banners and other party favors. A few seats were taken already, so Paul and I sat with our backs to.