Aside from having a big blackcock buried in my throat, I would get the extra benefit of having theirballs pressed up against my nose and slapping my f...ce as they fucked mymouth. My legs raised and a second black cock fucking my crack whore pussyuntil they both shot their loads of cum inside me. Where could I possiblyget all this black cock if I left the club?One day I woke up from a nap and need a fix of black cock. I had beendreaming of sucking on a black cock, something I dream about all the. My 1st thought was, he's a student - so let me stop drooling over him become the princple comes. But I still manage to do the high school thing, check my clothes, fix my hair, and see if my breath was 'rightoues' all clear. He started walking towards me, I suddenly got nerouvs - I never get nerouvs. He was there, infront of my desk. He was a god, no a goddness!"Excuse me, is this room 512?" He asked me, I stared, and stared at this man's beauty. My mind wasn't fully connecting, I guess I didn't. But she drove us onward. A few weeks later we were back doing it more than ever. We were also trying new positions and acts. If it was possible to do sexually, we tried it. The only things we didn't try we're things that involved more than two people. So it was no surprise when only a few months after Piper was born Melissa was pregnant again.My son Steve was born thirteen months after his older sister. He was named after Melissa's dad and made us even happier. We were the envy of all of our. “Surprise me,” I said. She surprised me all right. “I touched myself,” she said, looking me straight in the eye, like she had said something completely normal, but knowing full well that she hadn’t. Even now, I still don’t know what I was going to say when she said that, but it didn’t matter, because my throat got so thick and dry in an instant, that all that came out was a kind of gasping, “Uhhhkllthh,” sound. “Well, girls have feelings,” she said, looking down, modestly. I was still.