To that she softly smiled and said in a sad tone “I wish”.I looked at her eyes directly now, not sure if she was sad or happy. Her eyes were kind ...f blank. Her left hand was still on my head. She was looking into my eyes too. Then she slowly started withdrawing her hand. I guess this awkward silence and looking into each others eyes was building the tension.At the moment I forgot about the publication, my work tomorrow, my family, even my name. I felt like we two were drifting alone in the. Sheely was on her back with spread legs and closed eyes, heavily breathing. She was too exhausted to move and could not make space for Pharomé on the bed, so I went down on the floor. Pharomé understood and she came over and stood at my head. Click! And the dress dropped. Looking down at me, she slowly lowered her hips and sat on my face. Her small clit had become a little bit bigger, and I used my tongue to lick it. Her tattoos were right before my eyes. Was it my imagination, or not, but the. She continued to fuck him with her mouth, using her lips, her tongue, the inner walls of her cheeks, and even the edges of her teeth to coax him toward the point of no return. She concentrated on sucking his dick, focusing all her attention on this single task, wanting only to make him come. "Uhhh!" Carlos cried, squirming on the bed. "Uhhh! Oh, God!" He shot a jet of his warm, thick seed into Jennifer's mouth, and she tasted the familiar, salty, somewhat bitter fluid that spewed over her. "Oh fuck", she sighed and twisted to begin kissing passionately with Michelle. In doing so she turned her pussy away from me, and still down on my knees I suddenly had a face full of big black cock. I don't know what came over me, I am certainly not gay, but I grabbed a hold of that beautiful piece of meat and took the head into my mouth. Like April earlier, I couldn't take more than a few inches into my mouth without gagging. I sucked on the head and kissed and licked the length of that.