As my lips passed over the crest of the head and touched the shaft, my mouth was now stretched as wide as I could comfortably open it. I loved the fee...ing of his warm pulsing head in my mouth and I swirled my tongue around as much of the head as could. I then slowly withdrew the head without losing contact with my lips. I then started slowly sucking the head while tightly gripping the base which made his cockhead swell even more.I was in cocksucker heaven, my favorite part of a black cock is a. .. You see ... I mean...”“It’s okay. It was just a suggestion. If they’re private, you don’t have to talk about them. For sure, some of my dreams would be embarrassing to talk to my boyfriend about. I still dream about our first real kiss when you had your hand ... you know.”“I know. I sometimes dream about that, too. But that’s not what I mean. I can’t talk about my dreams. Not that I don’t want to, but there aren’t words. I stumble all over and get frustrated. I ... I ... can’t...” Damnit! My. I desperately wanted to adjust it to the side so it can grow freely. The fact that she looked ravishingly sexy that day did not make things easy. She dressed stylishly yet conservatively.She was wearing a blouse that was skin-tight giving her breasts a nice, full, and round appearance. She wore a nice contrast colored trousers perfectly detailing the glorious curve of her ass. She is a thin girl, but curvy. Her make up was not too much, but beautifully done.The eyeliner around her eyes made. The old dusty floorboards creaked as Jon stepped out.He was a sight to behold.Jonard the Butler might have gone into that bedroom. But Sir Jonathan had stepped out. He was outfitted in a heavy leather jerkin, and his hair was tied back into an old fashioned warrior's knot. At his hip hung his old knight's sword, polished and gleaming in its brown scabbard.I grinned at him, "When was the last time you wore Gloria?" I asked teasingly.He smiled wanly at me, "When those Priests dressed as bandits.