“Who needs a boy friend,” she sighed, “All moony eyed and clingy, no I just like a nice big fat, sturdy, long black cock right up inside me,”�...�Gee honey, I never knew,” he replied.“No, you never, except when I sat on your lap and you got hard,” she reminded him.“Ok. right, sorry, it happened, I’m sorry, it wasn’t intentional,” he replied.“You pushed me away too quick, I could have unzipped you and we could have had fun,” she said wistfully.“That would have been wrong on so many levels,” he. When she got finished, her cock was still hard and wasn’t showing any signs of getting flaccid. She sighed and said to herself “I really do not have time for this, or I will be late to work.” When Jamie got back into her bed-room she took her tank top off and her big 32G tits popped into view, she went to her dresser, pulled out a pair of panty-hose, a red thong, a red lacy bra, a mini skirt, and a white button up shirt. She arrayed her clothes on her bed and sat on the edge pulling her. J. was the most welcome, as she once upon a time was a reasonably good-looking girl who I had a crush on in elementary school. But she discovered dope and sex at the same time (well before I did either). She had been such an easy lay, it was rumored, that it wasn't even funny. What was true was that she'd had two abortions by her 16th birthday. But her family was a) loaded and b) in denial, so abortions took place routinely and parties at her house were legendary.Of course, her name was neither. Slipping off her shoes l****a took a spot beside him. She still had a hard time believing that a man like Jeff really wanted to be with her. The first time they fucked in her parents' pool house, she thought it was just a lark. She had been attracted to her father's best friend for years. Never really thinking anything could ever come of it, she always found it kind of cute when her Uncle Jeff would flirt with her. But she was just a thirteen year old k** back then, and now at sixteen after.