I was on my knees, my head kind of twisted to an angle because of the grip in my hair. I did as he told me. Oh well, what the fuck, it was only a blow...job – at worst a fuck – I had done it all before, with Davis. I unbuckled and unzipped his pants. They fell to the floor. I didn't have to be told – like all black men he wanted to be served. I eased his undershirts down. He had a big cock, about 8 inches, no worse than Butch's, I thought. His dick was erect and veiny. He pushed my face to it. "I. "I heard you last quite a while when you fuck." Wrong again. I cum as soon as the head of my cock goes in a woman's pussy."She pushed down her shorts and turned around. Nice ass, no panties, she bent over the counter and looked back at me, "Show me."I stepped up to her plate bat in hand. "Well, just get ready for something that didn't happen, using something that is just too small, and won't last long enough to remember." I pushed three inches of my cock up her tight pussy and had to wait for. He notices and is pleased. You assume he can see from where he's standing, then you know for sure when he speaks and you can hear it in his voice, "Some of those are nice." He squats down just next to you but behind enough to see your ass, and you lean over a little more to pretend to turn bottles around to look at the labels, which raises your dress up another inch or two, now clearly exposing the bottom part of your ass cheeks. You can tell from the corner of your eye that he's looking. What a mess I had in my pants.When I looked back he was getting up off her and she sat up pulling the full condom off of him and draining it into her sexy mouth drinking it's contents. She bent forward cleaning anything left on the guys now near soft cock with her mouth. I thought back to all the wet dreams I had of her when I was in her class and they didn't come close to what I had just saw her do with her husband.That night our door bell rang and my mom went to the door to see who it was..