"Aunt Betty busied herself at the stove, and soon placed a plate of eggs, bacon and toast on the table, along with a glass of milk in front of Katie. ...he ate hungrily, cleaned up her dishes, and headed outside. She took a deep breath and stretched, drinking in the crisp, clean country air. It was going to be a beautiful day.She walked into the barn and saw Ken pitching hay into the horse stalls. He looked at her for a moment and then looked away."Hey, poop head," Katie said."Hey," Ken. The blouse had colored flowers embroidered all over it, giving a tiny degree of modesty here and there. Right below her bustline, it flared out in a filmy, black flowery lace. The pants looked like they were made for the blouse; black, skin-tight leather, sitting very low on her hips. God, she looked good!While Addie was standing in front of Ethan and me while we were totally mesmerized, Kayla whispered something in her ear. Addie turned red and shook her head no, but Kayla seemed to insist on. I can't even say it had a big purple head or protruding veins running down the length of it. The whole thing was just very black and very big all over.As I was looking at it he cupped the back of my head with one hand and lifted his cock up with his other hand so the head was pointing right at my face. He whispered a "go ahead and suck that black dick" as he guided it right into my waiting mouth. I worked on the tip of it for a while as I was getting used to the girth before I went down as far. Chris would make me blow him in his car, in the bathrooms of school, the mall, in the parking lot, at the lake, in our driveways and lots of other public places. He seemed to delight on making me kneel down in the hard pavement or in soft grass to blow him so that the tell-tale signs would be visible on my knees. I always did, happily, and if people asked about it I told them the truth. I had no shame about what I was doing.My first experience in blowing more than one guy happened after I'd.