So she came home, but now our relation was that of best friends. She became very much happy to see me.Whenever only we both were in the house, she sta...ted to talk to me like a true friend. Now she became happy. I also tried to crack some jokes to make her happy. At night our chatting continued like before. And one night I messaged her that I like her.She was confused at that time. She was considering me like a friend, nothing more than that. She was sleeping in the bedroom and I was in the. We romped in the water like children, delighted to be together again. Work was the same, passing each other in the halls or walking by the other’s desk. According to our co-workers we didn’t know each other at all, and I refused to start rumors about him by hanging all over his desk and mooning over him. It was so much fun, knowing we had this secret. We would look up from our desks and see the other walk by and lock eyes. I could read his mind. He wouldn’t smile or betray any thoughts with. After I finished Amber told me that was awesome and she put her hand back to my rigid cock. She smiled up and me and said “It is still hard and even bigger now Bobby, does it ever get soft and floppy like it used to when we would swim?” We walked out of the water to a place where several willow trees line the bank and created a place that could not be seen from outside. Without speaking Amber got down and took my hard cock into her sweet little mouth and despite some quick brushes with her. As he pressed me for details and I related them, I saw he was growing more excited by my story, getting hard as a railroad spike. I reached out and grasped his member, squeezing as I told him about backing up to receive the black man’s thick cock as I sucked another one. His breathing grew shallower, his cock jumping as I went into the details of how it felt, how much I had wanted it, and how soiled and degraded I’d felt afterward. He was actually enjoying what I’d done. I could tell. “This.