She asked Suzanne, "Look. If this teasing is so good then why is he still soft?"Suzanne pointed out, "Your mom just spent nearly an hour draining our ...oor Sweetie here to within an inch of his life. If he could get erect yet again at this point it would be a miracle. But he's aroused up top, in his mind, and he'd be ready to go down below if possible. The spirit is willing but the flesh is weak. Isn't that right, Sweetie?"Alan nodded emphatically. Actually, his dick had gotten hard over the. ”“Bet!”Demarco walked away.Mikhail Woodley was the first cousin of Mercedes. He was three grades behind Demarco in school. He had gone off to college after finishing up. He was one of the few educated Blacks that returned to the area. He worked in the municipality which was larger than where he was raised. But, he didn’t live there. He resided 25 minutes south in a large town of around 40,000 people.Mickey had admitted to Demarco, one drunken night at a house party several years ago, that he. I knew I would have to venture there at some point. I took a towel from the rack and dried her, though only her calves, feet and ankles truly had gotten wet. I took the time to caress her from head to toe, her body quaking with the sensual touch. She took the towel from me and dried me as well, both hands coated with the soft damp terry cloth surrounding my depleted dick as she dried in with a sigh. I pulled her to me and we embraced, our lips meeting with the bliss of contentment that only. She smiled and looked deeply into my eyes. I could see the love there and it made feel warm and tingly all over."That was by far and away the greatest thing that has ever happened to me. No-one has ever done anything like that to me before." She said quietly, "I don't know how you can bear to put your mouth down there. It must taste all yucky and horrible! God! It felt so wonderful, though." I enjoyed it and you tasted great." I replied, "Haven't you ever tasted yourself? Surely you must have.".