‘I understand you and Evelyn are an item,’ she said, holding her cup in both hands, sipping from it. ‘I’m not an item with anybody,’ Ben sai.... ‘Evelyn and I have been seeing each other, but there aren’t any commitments I’m aware of. At least I haven’t made any.’ Tosha peered at him over the rim of her cup, then lowered it. ‘Does that mean you’d come over to my place for dinner if I asked you?’ she said softly. Ben smiled at her. ‘I think I’d like that,’ he said. ‘Am I being asked?’ Tosha. She didn't want Mark feeling Darrell's massive cock afraid that he would back out. She would undo his pants, if she could, and expose just the tip. Mark owed her a blowjob. That was their agreement. If he did that, and swallowed, then she would forgive him. Anything less and it was over between them. She threw in the panties just because she could.She reached for Darrell's zipper. It was no easy task getting that zipper down over that massive bulge. She reached in for Darrell's cock, but. Maybe they think we're sick."I smiled, but didn't know what to say. She was the one who came in, so I just waited to hear what she wanted to say.She finally spoke. "I wanted to thank you for last night. And wanted to know if you were okay with it." Okay with it? Yeah, sure. I am if it didn't make you feel too strange." What was strange? My brother masturbating in my room in front of me?" Hey, you asked me to!" I said, defensively."I know," she said, smiling and putting her hands on my arm. "I. Her lips are completely soaked with my sex and I can’t help it. I want- no, I need to taste myself on her. I grab the back of her head and pull her into me forcefully, sloppily kissing her and licking at her face. I can’t exactly put a finger on what I taste like, but it’s even better being mixed with this gorgeous, mysterious, and very skilled dark haired woman’s saliva. Coming off of my much needed orgasm, my body continues to spasm and act on it's own. My hips gently thrust upwards. My.