"Hmmm Damon! How about you stop by on Monday afternoon? I can fix a lunch for us if you are not busy? Just some pleasant, neighborly chit-chat if yo... are interested." Damon blushed a bit and turned around and smiled at Jillian. "Sure, I'll be available, I can be there around noonish."He didn't really know what to expect out of this lunch with Jillian. As Sunday passed, and Monday came around he pondered the possibilities. He decided that he was going to play it cool, and not expect. “You losers will leave when we say so. First, I want a taste of your hoe” Tyrone explained as he sat on the bench next to me and pulled out a gun. Kelly screamed as she saw the weapon and Daryl quickly grabbed her pushing her towards Tyrone. “Come her bitch, I bet you never seen a black cock. Well now you get to suck one.” Tyrone unzipped his pants and ordered Kelly to pull out his cock. “NO, I will not! Do something John” she cried. “You sissy husband here will do as he is told and so. “No! I’ll do that!” I knelt down and began kissing my way up her legs. Starting at her knees, just above her socks, I dragged my tongue halfway up her left leg, and then repeated it on the right leg. The closer I got to the junction of her thighs, the more intense the scent. Her musk made my cock twitch with undeniable need. I nestled my face in the visible dampness of her panties inhaling deeply, filling my lungs with her scent, and my head with visions of a lust filled first union. Peeling. She keeps sucking on my clit long after I've exploded. In doing so she makes me cum multiple times. None as intense as the first but all just as good. She kisses her way up my body. Her fingers still roaming across my clit. As she reaches my mouth we kiss, and she slides her cum covered finger into my mouth. Hungrily I suck every drop of my own juice off her finger. Gingerly I start to suck and kiss my way down her body. My tongue roughly playing over her nipples. So nervous about not being as.