.oh fuck Nena” he says as his eyes roll up in his head. I move from his testicles to the head of his cock and run my tongue over very sensitivity pa...t oh his cock. I raise my eyes upward and see Scott let out loud moan.” Oh don’t Nena oh shit ummmmm” he moans I lift just enough to pull his short and his boxer all way to floor. I let a small amount of my saliva drip on top of cock before I once again run my tongue the full length of his shift before I roll my lips and slip the tip of his cock. “Shit!” I said as I grabbed my clothes and put them back on while watching around the area to make sure nobody was watching us. Zelda Clarkson’s husband, just across the alley, got up early to start his old Chevy before going to his job at the ship yard. He would set the manual throttle to a high idle and let the noisy thing roar while he went back in the house. He had weird ideas about how to care for cars and I didn’t want him to see my bare ass talking to a tree. And my mother hated Zelda.I. This year Allison was wearing what she wanted to wear and I certainly approved.One day I just could not contain myself any longer, so I put on a skimpy swimsuit and went out to offer her a cold drink. On a tray I had placed two glasses of iced tea, two glasses of Pepsi, and two glasses of wine, one white and one red. I was covering all basses and leaving nothing to chance.I carried the tray out to her and surprised her when I spoke. She smiled up at me and accepted my offer. We sat in her lawn. His body felt so good and hard; he smelled niceI heard the girls cheering on me and I did not want to disappoint. So I squatted behind the stripper and was about to make my way around to help Lorna suck his cock when somebody grabbed me from behind…I turned my head and found a huge muscled black man holding my waist. He pulled me against his body and I felt his growing erection through his baggy trousers. He was another stripper…The voice in the air announced he was the “Black Hero”…I looked.