“They’re probably doing it again to start their day.”I can’t function sexually in the morning. “No, Cully, you’ll rub it raw again, boy. U..., uh.”“Please, it’ll be okay this time, Girl. I swear it.”“No.”I bet Tommy had no problem cutting the mustard of a morning. At least I knew he couldn’t lick the jar like I could. I’d heard somewhere that black guys didn’t like to lick the jar.“Girl, did he lick your jar?”“Oh, God, Cully, did he, and I thought you were the living end at that. Ha.”I checked. I was usually quite shy in public, something the men liked. To be seen and not heard, was paying off with my dates. Lillian was helpful here, informing what she knew about the people I met at social Functions. I was quick to realise that the picture presented to the public, was often totally different from what they were like in private. I was often invited out for dinner or to a show, I never asked about their relationships with their wives. I was only interested in me, and what I could get. It felt so good to have my crotch rubbing intop of his chest but i couldent keep it there long because i didnt want him to get suspicous.He eventually got me rolled over and he got me pinned with my arms behind my head. He was positioned so that his crotch was pretty much on my neck.I looked up and noticed that i could see up the leg of his boxers. His cock was almost falling out of the leg of his boxers and all i could do was stare."Dude i can see your dick!' I said not nowing what to. I was so horny now, I couldn't wait. In an awkward rush I slid my throbbing member between her lips. I felt one of her hands reach around and grab a bum cheek. Using her strength she drew me closer, forcing my cock towards the back of her throat. As she was lying back on the table I knew I would have to set the rhythm.I started slow, but was soon thrusting back and forth, fucking her face with my only goal being to cum as soon as I could. With Jessica penetrating her lower region it seemed like.