I asked him, “Do you mind if I pull my cock out to jerk off?”He said, “As you wish, but don’t forget what I asked you to do.”I nodded in und...rstanding, and pulled my four and a half inch cock out and slowly started stroking my cock back and forth, while keeping my eyes fixated on Darrell’s half-hard, long, black, cock. I started to increase my speed, getting close to release... until I felt Darrell’s huge hand grab on to my arm.I looked up in shock and he said, “Me first.”I got down on my knees. ”“I guess so.”There was a pause. It threatened to hang there a while. I didn’t let it.“So… that’s all? That’s your story?”“Not all.”“Okay, what else then?”“I’m pretty sure she started to blow him.”“HAHAHAHA! Like mother like daughter!”“Shut up!” She hit me playfully on the knee.“How did you know she was sucking him off?”“Because he started talking, and she started gurgling.”“And you would know what that’s all about.”“Of course!”We both laughed and I stuck a finger in her mouth. She grabbed my. “Thank Claire. Her scheme all along.”“Scheme,” I repeated. “You make it sound so wicked, Rita.”“Isn’t it just a little bit?” She locked lips with me, opening her mouth for another wonderful French kiss that seemed to last for hours. I let myself get lost in it, reveling in her tongue intertwined with mine, her breasts pressed against me, and her hips humping me, rubbing her pussy on my still recovering cock.I pulled back with sudden insight into her desire to join me, and her continued caresses. She had elevated his case and she felt she ought to give him maximum reassurance. She moved over to him. He beat her to it."Isobel, thank you." It's not over yet, Mr Corsellis." Arthur, please. May I call you Isobel?"She smiled warmly. "Of course you can. I'm slightly surprised you didn't assume you could do that a while ago." I'm old fashioned but thank you, Isobel. I know it's not over yet and we may have some tantrums in court this morning but I think from all I've heard that I will be.