Saliva was running out of her mouth. A couple more minutes passed and I reached again for the camera. I got some close-up of her taking that cock in h...r mouth. Now that it was completely erect I was a bit shocked that she could still get it all down. The pace had gotten faster now as he started reciprocating her stroke with his hips. She was squeezing his cock with her hand as it slid deep into her mouth. He looked over at me to let me know he was close. I continued to use the camera. His. Then I started to look around the décor of his living room. There was a rainbow flag displayed above the fireplace, and the mantle was adorned with pictures of him and various other men at what looked to be a pride parade. Jason was gay. This excited me a little. Sure enough I turned to look at him, and he was undressing me with his bedroom eyes, even licking his lips a few times. I tried to show him I was interested, and gave him a little wink. He then asked me if I wanted to take a tour of. He was a young black college student who had moved in after receiving a football scholarship to the local university six months before. He was huge. Coal black and six feet six inches tall and toned from the vigorous workouts the football program demanded of him. He was lying in the bed with his arms behind his head and his huge ten inch boner sticking up in the air stiffly away from his firm stomach for Amber to see. “I thought that dumb fuck would never leave!” he said grinning.. Whatever. It was fascinating to see the muscles in her back bulge and flex as she rode, and I held her hips tight, her butt slamming against me and the impact shock wave reflecting back up through her butt muscles each time just got me hotter. Finally, I began to feel ‘the spark’ begin to glow, and started to grunt with her rhythm. It seems to me that this primal signal connects to the female’s instinctive urges and helps her climax higher. Eve began to cry out with that sound that women make.