“Come on Steph,” I said. “I need information. Who are you fucking?”Her face went from white to pink and then to red. “I see…I know…Ah…... see a couple guys from time to time.”“Okay, who?”“Well, there a man named James Killibee. I see him some.”“Okay who else? Who did you see last.” Stephanie got that stubborn look on her pretty face. “Come on Steph. You’ve been fucking black men for several years. Something happened recently to get your husband suspicious. I need to know who or what.”“Oh shit,”. I thought how in my initial interview the professors had said they would teach me to slow down. I guess this was my first lesson. Ariel had also agreed to ‘perform’ in my Literature and the Arts class. I told Merck when he asked that not all my models would be willing to come to his class naked, but a couple of unique girls would transform for the class.“Anytime. Not only is your artwork stimulating to look at, it is giving me an opportunity to connect different aspects of the literature to its. He tells me it's ok go ahead. I quickly unfasten his belt and unzip him. Jim always went commando so it was easy to pull him out of his open jeans. I lay face down on the seat knees bend feet up at the window my head in his lap working on getting him in my mouth. He is leaking precum and I love to eat every drop of his cum. I lick him on the underside of his cock up to his slit catching his sweet nectar. He showed me the first time I sucked him how he likes it. My mouth is filling up with his. The Coleman lantern burned brightly as Eli and Ellen cuddled side by side in their sleeping bags. Eli slowly jacked his half hard dick as he listened for Joe's footsteps. An impatient Ellen kept glancing up at the rear tent flaps hoping to see the penis, the nice thick one she had had her hand around earlier, jutting through. Then there they were. Footsteps! And then there it was. A dick of about eight inches, with a slight upward curve, almost two inches in girth. A truly beautiful.