My cock came to immediate attention as she smiled and licked her Red Lips knowing full well that she had me at her beckon call.She invited me into the...house and as I followed her into the living room she swayed back and forth giving me a slow prick-teasing show. She knew that I was about ready to cum in my pants at any moment as I watched her every move. I sat down on the couch, and she then sat down in a chair across from me crossing her legs several times to give me a good view of her Black. Trish and I have lived together almost always, except for my brief marriage. In between sips of wine and me sucking all over her foot – similar to how I suck dick – Trish piped up and asked me how the marriage ended.I looked at her foot, licking it, kissing it, just like it was a big cock. I smiled, thinking just of that – big cock. I put her foot back into the warm, bubbly water, and then I told her.-1-Mmm, my high school crush, Darius. I wanted to suck the cum out of his black balls from. I was trying my best to not be noticed before sitting down next to her. She continued to play on her phone, and I pretended to check mine.I could still see into her top a bit, the round tops of her tits catching my eye every time I tried to look away. I thought about sparking up a conversation, but found I wasn’t sure what to say.I didn’t have to. She turned to me slightly and smiled, spinning the screen of her phone towards me. I saw myself on it from a downward angle. I immediately became. Greg looked at me with an odd expression. "What was that about?", he asked as he started the car. "Oh nothing", I replied, laughing. "Oh it's something, all right", Greg responded, with a grin. I laughed out loud. Yes, it was something. "You really want to know, babe?", I asked, coyly. "You know I do!", he exclaimed, shutting off the car. I laughed and began my story. I explained to Greg that I'd seen the house before today. He smiled broadly, as I told him of the Tuesday evening two weeks.