In fact, I am expected to name my own first son the same — when I get around to having any.So, if you’ve ever had a 'first' assignment, it’s a l...t like having a first job. There is a shit-load of stuff for you to learn and this story is about one of those lessons. About me, I am six-foot three-inches, 160 pounds, and in pretty good shape. I was a runner in school and kept it up through basic training and technical school. I also look a bit older than my nineteen-years, which may have had. “Oh, John fuck me, Daddy. Please fuck me” I quietly whined. I could feel the large head of that beautiful black cock part my ass cheeks as I arched my back to give him better access. I felt the pressure build as his cock lined up with my hole, I pressed back against him. “Ah!” I squealed as he began to penetrate me. My face contorted, my lips parted as deep heavy breathing escaped and my brow furrowed in to an almost concerned look as the familiar pain of being penetrated shook my body. He. Claire pulled his shirt up over his head & groped his body. At that moment she saw Ian coming through the door, she raised her hand stopping him. Stepping back into the dark hallway he watched as she opened her dress allowing it to slide to the floor.Claire was now naked except for stockings. Colin lent back to look at her nakedness. His hand went onto her hairy pussy, exploring between her legs, she groaned as his fingers entered her body. He fingered her vigorously making her groan she moved. It was early May. I remember the moment precisely as the spring flowers on the holly and honeysuckle in our part of Virginia gave off a tremendous fragrance and that aroma entered our bedroom. Lying in bed I summoned the courage to ask Cat the question that had been on my mind since visiting that site. Knowing how very modest she is, (growing up in an Irish/Catholic household where sex was a four-letter word how could she not be?) I asked how she would feel if we took some risqué pictures..