She told me that licking her titties was very, very personaland that she would never let anyone do it but me. After a while she had me as erect as I w...uld ever get at that age. Iwas in a state not only of physical warmth, but of gratitude for herhaving revealed to me actions and pleasures that no one but Martha Janeand I would ever know about. And Martha Jane was greatly pleased andsurprised at the size of my erection and at my ready complicity in ournaughty game. "We'll do it again later,. And I weep, I cry with joy at being innocent again, at being whole again, I sob heavily as I realize that it was all just a bad dream and my reality, my true life is here in his arms, serving him, loving him, not the banal responsibility of working, studying, and keeping a house for the man who should be caring for me and his son. There is nothing sexual about this vision, this dream of happiness. It is very sensual, and incredibly loving, but his only thought is to chase away my troubles and. Within a minute or two, I began start moaning, and thrusting my dick farther into her mouth. Nicole knew me well enough to know that I was getting close to cum."Calm down. You can't cum yet. I need you to fill my pussy up with your cum," she said."Slow down a little bit," I replied. She went a little slower, but it still took a lot on my part not to explode into her mouth. After a few more minutes, it was becoming unbearable. I knew she would be disappointed. She was moaning a lot, and I could. Very. Very. Turns out she lived in the same apartment complex as I did. Soon, she started showing up on my doorstep, wanting to talk. Often, she was wearing no bra, and I got to see lots of her dark chocolate colored breasts. They fascinated me. Her nipples were hard all the time. I shouldn’t have, but I became very sexually attracted to her. I would take out one of my favorite porn magazines, Black Teen Sluts, and think of her while I was admiring the pictures of the naked black girls. It made.