It was hard but I managed to cook my fried noodles without my shaft getting hard. I left my pan in the sink to soak, and when I was about to walk to t...e table she patted my arm. I turned to her with curiosity, she asked: “Can we eat together?” I thought for a second. “I’m almost finished with mine” she added. “No problem” I replied. She smiled and turned to the stove while I walk towards a table in the kitchen.She joined me on the table while we had a conversation as we ate. We learned more. I was standing there with my 7 inch cock and inch long nipplessticking straight out when Sergio appeared with a couple of other blackguys. One of them said to him, "Sergio, I hope this is the little whitesheboy slut you were talking about - because I wanna fuck this one."Sergio said, "After I fuck her, you can do what you like."By now the double dose of mistress's drink had kicked in and I was superhorny so I said in a husky voice, "After Sergio has stretched my ass, youcan all shove your cocks. She never put any of us girls on birth control. She said that if we were old enough to decide to spread our legs, we were old enough to live with the consequences. So every time a boy tried to get me to drop my panties I’d just ask myself if I loved this boy enough to have his baby. The answer was always “Nope” and that was that. Oh, I’d given some hand jobs and all that, but nothing else much. I sort of put my mother’s rule about intercourse to the test with other sexual things too. Like. Without the tension on her eyes, I move her legs from my shoulders and lower myself to her. My throbbing self, still in her, began to harden again. I moved my mouth to her areolas, giving each of them kisses, then each nipple. I begin to suck, then swirl my tongue around each hardened mound of flesh. Hardened once again I begin to pivot my hips to slide in and out slightly. The movement allows me to pull up and begin to kiss her lips again. After a little time of exploring each other’s.