Lord, I'm going to dump my cum right down your throat.”“Ooh, you're such a wicked man,” I groaned. “I'm only eighteen.”“Shit.”I sucked t...e tip of his cock into my mouth as Daddy pulled off my dress completely. I was naked, save for my shoes and socks. He kissed up my thigh as my mouth bobbed and my tongue swirled about the stranger's dick. I put to use all I had learned sucking Daddy's and Deacon Bill's cocks, my pussy growing juicier.I moaned when Daddy's lips reached my wet pussy. He nuzzled. I headed to the cookbook shelf to start to plan the next several meals.That's when I saw the cookbook Tina had made for me and it all fell into place. I could make Tina something. Something like what she'd done for me, that reflected all of our good memories together. Something like a scrapbook. Or a photo album.A photo album.I added an album to my grocery list. I wasn't sure Safeway would have one, but I could always get one from Staples if they didn't. I started thinking of the pictures to. I thought I would let Anita play this out and figure out the next time they were going to meet again. That night I bought a camera fitted with a special transmitter and hooked them up secretly so I could see when something was going on inside our bedroom…My plan was working perfectly when I noticed a text she got from him talking about coming over again the next Friday.Just in time, at noon the camera kicked on and I saw them stripping off each other’s clothes. This time Jamal did not take any. “Give or take,” I said, attempting to exude a confidence I definitely didn’t have. I looked down and realized I was hard as a rock. I felt my face heat up with embarrassment. She didn’t seem to mind.“Well, which is it? Give or take?” she asked and something about the way she said it told me we weren’t talking inches anymore. She kneeled down. Holy shit, was she going to blow me? This could not be happening, there was no way my life could be going this awesome. She came face-to-face with my.