"For me most of the sensitivity is in the head anyway."I let go of him and jumped up off the bed. I paced, looking down at the floor as I frowned and ...umbled to myself. My confidence plummeted. I can't even do this right? My first blow job, and I messed it up. I looked up.Jean-Luc was staring at me. His eyes dilated, and he licked his lips again. I looked down. My robe was still open. How could I feel anything other than totally sexy when he looks at me like that? I guess I didn't have to have. I'd not want you workin two jobs if we did get together, ya know? I'd take good care of you. I know it would be different with you, cos my old lady spends more than I can make and I know yer not like that.” “Are you bein' serious with me right now, Max? Are we finally doin' this? Don't fuck with me, if this is just talk. It ain't right.” Max wasn't sure only moments ago, but now he knows for sure he is. He is in love with Wendy and doesn't want to deny it anymore. Life is too short to stay. Then the massive black cock in my sucking mouth pulses and a large thick, hot spurt of cum shoots down my throat, gagging me. Maurice is pouring his sperm load into my throat and mouth. His cum begins oozing out of my sucking mouth. I am swallowing rapidly as I drink a black stud's cum."Fuck yea!" Maurice groans filling my mouth. "That's it, fill the cocksucker's mouth! He loves it – make the slut eat it! Cum on his face, Maurice – show that little bitch who's the man!" my wife cries out as she. Going around the back, I lifted up the Welcome mat and swiped the house key. What an ignorant, clich?lace to "hide" it. That was my grandad for you...I turned the key in the lock and the door creaked open with not even a push. It was a pretty shoddy house out the back. The front was flash - and most of the interior was, too - but this back section and the little corrugated-iron shed close by looked a century old. I don't know... It was just bizarre.Stepping inside, I had a boner just thinking.