“It’s okay, Steve. Mom always picks me up at Emily’s. I wanted to tell her where I was before she left and went to Emily’s and worried when sh... found out I wasn’t there. Don’t worry, I told her all about us.“Everything.” Now I was worried.Beth’s assurances were not that convincing, “Yes, everything. It will be fine. I won’t let her castrate you.”“Thanks. I’m going to hold you to that.” I was finding that Beth sometimes had a macabre sense of humor.My mother was in the living room, and Beth. She was a really cute black bbw about 5"6 240 lbs or so with eyes that screamed fuck me. She sent me a message that said I have a poker game tonight at about 10 so I wont be home till late but give me a call later. I had just moved in to a new apartment so I had no phone, so I went to a pay phone at about 1am. She answered! I was so excited! here I was with a black female on the phone, my cock was so hard I could have exploded. She told me she had never been with a white guy before and that she. “You fucking slut Beckey!” I felt his cock pulse upward several times in my mouth and then I felt his sperm hitting the back of my mouth. He kept cumming and cumming shooting load after load into my mouth. I counted 7 powerful shots of his hot cum hit the back of my mouth. I swallowed some but intentionally let some flow out of my mouth down my chin and down onto my breasts. Some of it flowing onto my erect nipples forming a drip off the end. Long strands of cum hung from my lips. Brock looked. As she pulled away the smear across her tongue and lip strung away from the tip of my cock forming a bridge between us. As she raised her head slightly I hit the remote catching both my cock and her innocent yet sexy face tied together by the string of pre-cum."Is that what you mean?" I asked as she grinned widely and licked the strand from her lips.Erin twisted around so she was now on her knees. She threw one leg over mine and crawled forward until her tits were almost over my dick. Slowly.