” Gretchen flicks her tongue against the head of my cock and I groan loudly. “You want me to ride your face JJ?” Gretchen slides out of the way ...or a moment as Jen slides up my body rocking her pussy against my cock wetting it with her juices.“Yes, Jen please,” I’m panting, desperate to taste her.“Maybe I’ll fuck you first, and you can eat both of our cum out of my pussy,”I groan softly, that’s not something I’ve ever done before, and while I have tasted myself I’m not sure I want to do that. They do the same thing with love – do nothing to learn how to improve. This is why I love Scott so much and now you; you’ve both moved far beyond high school sex and puppy dog crushes.”I took that lesson to heart. It struck a resonant chord. I had six women who I intensely loved, and many more I cared about a great deal, but I had fallen back into doing little to express that love in a way that appealed to each woman. I knew it wasn’t just a matter of a little gift, and in fact for some women. Once you reach the hilt of my cock, my balls resting against your chin and the head of my dick firmly resting in your throat. You do something I have never felt before, you begin to use your throat muscles to massage and practically milk my cock head, causing me to throw my head back and groan loudly enough to hear it echo around the pool. You seem to take this as a sign, slowly moving your head back enough so that the tip rest against your hot, talented tongue, before thrusting back forward. I think that Mom saw them doing this a couple times and just kind of smiled. During the afternoons I had a part time job working at the local supermarket 3 days a week and wouldn't get home until around 6 or 7pm. For seniors, school was usually out by 1:30pm. As I reported in for work on Wednesday the manager called me over and told me that he wanted to work Saturday, which would pay better, rather than that day so I left and headed home. Of course my Mom and my two black friends knew my.