Winterbottom, things went back to normal at the office. The following week just passed without anything unusual, except the occasional flirting betwee... Sophie and I. The spark was there, but we both kept it manageable.The next weekend I went off to the mountains, and it was nice being out in nature. Everything was quite sedate, and the only thing sexual were my fantasies, of which I have lots.On the way back, I saw a store called ‘Supplies for Lovers’. Intrigued, I went inside and I ended up. He opened his mouth and pressed his lips against her chest. His whole body started trembling, he’d been longing for this moment for so long and now it was here, it was cathartic in a way. Minutes long he was just suckling on her nipple while frothing himself up against her leg, then he finally managed to tear himself away from those cute puffy nipples so he could examine her vagina up close. Carefully he spread her legs and then he ran a finger over her pussy, past her outer labia, her inner. I then realized that Buck was pulsating in me as well as he pulled tighter and thrust deep inside me, shooting his black seed into to my waiting womb.Buck was now making deep throaty sounds as he kept his black cock pushed deep inside me and the head buried in my cervix as I drained his black balls. As he lay still, I felt his cock give a couple more throbs then it was still as we held each other, enjoying the climax of our evening of fun. I knew that I had just experienced the best sex I had. He was justhappy to be part of it, whatever it was, but he had already been to thedrive-in movies and he liked it. He usually fell asleep in the backseat, but he kind of liked that too.As they all bundled into the Packard, Mom and Dad lit up theircigarettes and turned on the radio. Dean Martin sang "Volare", then"Twilight Time" by the Platters came on. Not that those names meantanything to him (and wouldn't, not for another 15 years). He liked themusic, but not the cigarette smoke. He laid.