They said ok they will not tell my parents but on condition that whatever they say I will have to do. I said it is ok with me. They asked me that sinc... I had smelled their panties and bra they wanted me to take out my undergarment and vest. I tuned back to get to bath to take out my clothes they said not in bath there only I had to strip any give them what they wanted. I hesitated for a moment they again threatened that they will tell my parents, I then unbuttoned my shirt and too off my vest. As soon as they acknowledge me I walk over , still staring at their BIG bulging crotches , I sit down next to them ask what they are drinking , & they answer in that SEXY homie deep voice "Whatever you are buying white boi !" I answer too fast maybe , as my hand slips down to RUB THEIR HUGE MEAT thru their pants , "Whatever you want Daddy , whatever you want !" He says "You like the way my BIG BLACK DICK feels faggot ?" ' "You wanna suck , or fuck ?" My mouth is all ready filling with drool. After some time she removed my T-Shirt and she saw the bulge that I had in my pants. I know she was impressed to see that because I have a 5.5-inch tool. She removed my pants also and slid her finger inside my underwear and felt my not so hard dick which was pointing towards the left side because of the undies.When she felt my dick on her hand, she stopped kissing me and looked down and slightly opened my undies. She lowered my undies to fully reveal my dick which had gained its full potential. A time-served bricklayer, he had exchanged a world of trowels andplumb lines for a more sedentary but to my mind equally unexciting oneof actuarial tables and surrender values when he finally emerged fromnight school with the qualifications he needed to enter the insurancebusiness. He was a practical, no-nonsense kind of fellow in other waystoo: he had little enthusiasm for literature other than Dickens, nonewhatsoever for fine art or music.But most of all he was a creature of habit. At.