..oh! my god, my eyes lit up but my conscience, and morals were wrestling with me. I thought to myself I can't take her underwear home I know I won't ...e able to stop myself wearing them and as I know they've been worn I'm going to want to smell "dottys" womanliness and that's going to make me want to masturbate into them.I asked was she joking?, i told her "I can't take your underwear home"!, and then she asked straight out "why"! With a big smile on her face then said "are you going to do. She really wanted to get the parents take, but got no response. She didn’t know if he was in a nuclear mom/dad household, lived with relatives, like the grandma, whatever. She just lamented he needed help. I knew from previous conversations, this student was African American. I now had my plan. First, I started reaching out in my online porn community, looking for a man that would be game for my plan. He, obviously, needed to be black. He also needed to be local. HE needed to be trusted. He. I breathed a sigh of relief, why had I been so paranoid? Obviously he hadn't been following me, ogling me. How stupid did I feel? I paid for my shopping and exited the supermarket.\parHalfway to my car I saw him, leaning against a parking sign, with me once again the unblinking centre of his attention. Quickly I opened the boot, loaded my shopping in and turned to push the empty trolley back to its station. " I'll do that!" His words stopped me dead, " No it's OK I can manage it," I answered.. I stopped for just a moment causing Debbie to moan, “Please,” and arch her hips up to my lips. I drove my tongue into her cute pussy finding her clit licking it hard. It wasn’t long before Debbie was moaning rather loudly that she was cumming. Timmy wasn’t kidding that she got loud when she came. After her orgasm, I kissed her with her juice still on my lips and asked her if she was ready to taste me. Debbie again just nodded. We traded places and I lay back spreading my legs. Debbie quickly.