It took him no time to take the wet clothes off, and throw them in the dryer. He must have been walking for a long time, as his skin was wet, cold an... clammy as well. We jumped into a hot shower and washed each other….I dropped to my knees and sucked him to completion, swallowing his searing load and then licking my lips savoring his sweet boy juice. I remember thinking that he was now spraying more cum then when I first met him.Normally, Benny would drop to his knees and suck me off too…but. I was the only young male relative they had.4 months after his death I was on a routine visit to their house. My aunt was alone at her house. On seeing me she gave me a tight hug and asked me to enter. Right there my mind went off track. While hugging me she had grabbed me too tight and her melons had squeezed against my body. I got a partial hard on but let it be. It was 6 in the evening and she had just come from her job. As she was tired she told me she would freshen up and asked me to check. It felt amazing, and she let out a muffled moan, as she had the big thick cock of the first guy in her mouth.When Debbie took a break, so she could move from sucking one cock to the next, she noticed the guy fucking her had hiked her skirt up and was pointing her cell phone at her pussy, so he could film his cock sliding in and out of her. Just thinking about Alan seeing this video made her even more horny, and she started driving her pussy harder and faster onto his cock. The long cock was. Every time I thought about it I ended up with a raging hard on. Marcus didn't help matters. Everyday he would send over pictures or movies of white women having fantastic sex with black men. I thought about deleting his e-mails without looking at them, but I couldn't help myself.I guess about three weeks had passed when I received an e-mail from Marcus asking what Barb and I were doing over the weekend. I wrote back that we were going out to eat and then hit a couple of clubs in Austin. A few.