...I spin around on all fours and arch my back, popping my smooth ass high in the air. I suddenly feel her tongue licking gently at my "pussy", gettin... it as slippery wet as her husband's cock. She backs away and spits forcefully on my hole, and gives my ass a playful smack. I look back to see her grab his cock and lead him forward by it, and I face forward to wait in anticipation.I feel her hand spread one of my cheeks apart, and there is his cockhead nudging at me, pushing gently....and the. She held my hand as I just lay there."If you tell me what happened, I may be able to help you guys."I looked at her and then looked away. "Please baby!" she begged me again. "Let mama help you!"I picked up the remote silently and turned the blackmail DVD on.For next few minutes we sat in silence as my mother stared at the screen while tears streamed down my closed eyes as I heard myself professing my love to a black women old enough to be my mother.I picked up the remote again but she grabbed. Perhaps, Gregg thought, some version of the Indian Rope Trick might convince Sam of his competence. ?How much for the basket?? he said. The owner peered across, not even bothering to get up. ?Five bucks should do it,? he said.?OK? said Gregg pulling a five from his bill fold. If nothing else the basket would look good on his desk next to the Neville Maskelyne poster.+++++ +++++ +++++Back in his room, Gregg examined the contents of his purchase. He knocked the dust off of the turban and. Pumping up and down with one hand and tickling my balls with the nails on my other. Whenever my precum would drip onto my finger I would lift it to my lips and savor the taste. This would turn me on tremendously and soon I was jacking off frantically, my hot pink nails in a flashing blaze. Suddenly I had to cum, and not wanting to stain the couch, I stood and unloaded in my hand. Again I had shot a huge load and again I had a strange desire to taste it. I brought my hand to my mouth and stuck.