It will."I closed my eyes. I was far too exhausted to question a looming future I couldn't see or define. I trusted her. I felt I had no choice. I had...not yet been in New York for a full day, and things were already moving faster than I could comprehend them. All I could do at the moment was to sleep like a rock.Saturday afternoon shortly before one o'clock, I awoke to my first weekend in New York, and my first hangover. And Martha's musical, teasing voice, and her gentle hands rubbing my back. She was about to investigate what malign spirit had taken hold of her husband to be doing such an imaginable thing when she remembered that Kabouso was away and the boy John was lying next to her. For a few seconds she remained still figuring that he was probably not aware of what he was doing and he must have been dreaming, she was about to push him away when she experienced a surge of pleasure. It felt as if her whole breast was tingling, never before had she ever experienced such a. He had the light scent of vanilla on him, I wrapped my hand around it and it felt hot in my hand, the contrast of my white hand on his black skin made me even harder and for the first time in my entire life, I slid the head of a cock into my mouth and not just any cock but a heavy, fairly thick perfectly proportioned big black dick, and immediately took as much of it as I could into my mouth, the feeling was indescribable, I had the shaft in one hand and my other was holding his perfectly. I just didn't want to admit it.I pulled the nightgown up more, now above my breasts as he began to move his head down. I knew what I wanted, I took my throbbing nipple in hand and led it up. Then I felt it being wetly sucked into his mouth. I thought my heart would stop.Then, I just did it. I didn't even want to think about it before I just did it. I reached down and there it was, hard, long, thick in my hand. It filled my hand.He laid there softly sucking as I held his cock, not wanting to.