You coming along Christina?” “Nah I,ll stay and keep Dad company. I really do have that new book I showed you so will read that for a while and ma...e Fad and I a brew if you,re not back till later.” Chris replied. Chris and I were still chatting over Chris, Bloody Mary and my Budweiser as Sarah kissed us goodbye, she now dressed in a flattering light blue sun dress and low black shoes. “I take it you Didn,t want to see your Nana then?”I asked Chris. “Spot On Dad. She doesn,t recognise me any. Afterwards you wonder how the hell that happened.” After dinner we split into our by-then habitual pairs, and as Phyllis and Dave sat at the table going over the choices of books for one of the papers in the class, Sandra and I sat in the living room and talked more about Southern history. By this point in our friendship we had become mildly flirtatious and completely at ease with each other, and finally she smiled and asked, “You’ve had a couple of black girlfriends, haven’t you?” I was. ‘Hey, Maddy,’ I said. ‘Hey there, sexy.’ Her voice was teasing, an undercurrent of sly humor in her tone. ‘What’s up?’ She snickered on the other line, and I thought about her, her pants unbuttoned, applauding her mom and me after I had cried out in uninhibited ecstasy. My cock, which had pulled up inside of me like a turtle into a shell after its afternoon of abuse, began to unspool and harden. ‘Tomorrow, we have some work to do. Mom says I need to teach you how to properly eat pussy,’ she. The more I got into it the more he moaned and started grabbing my head. Reaching up I cupped his balls and began to fondle them. He told me that he couldn't stand any longer and wanted to sit on the couch. Reluctantly I pulled my mouth from his cock and let him sit on the couch. Barely letting him get settled I crawled between his legs and sucked his cock back into my mouth. I began working his cock with my hands and mouth and he was enjoying it judging by how he was bucking his hips. Again.