Jaq sat on the bed and told me to continue, I did as I was told and slurped away on the fake cock. Every now and then Jaq would offer some advice and ...ifferent ways of sucking and licking the dildo. Jaq was enjoying this very much, and I saw her slip her hand down the front of her panties; before long, she was experiencing a huge orgasm flooding her panties with her juices. Jaq then took my cock from the restraint of my panties and began to stroke me; the cum shot from my cock within seconds.. He was a tall slim black man. He walked over and shook my hand and introduced himself as Harry. ?You live up at the old Johnson house don’t you, Tom?? I smiled as I tossed a bag of feed into my truck. ?Yes, that’s right. The big white one down at the end of the dirt road.? Harry smiled as he leaned his arm on my truck. ?Well, I know a lot about that old place you know. I worked there for several years before old man Johnson passed away.? I turned around with interest on my face. ?Oh,. ” She turned, replaced the pistol in her basket of mushrooms, and straightened up with the basket in hand. “Well, come on in, Cousin Matthew.”“You remember me, now?” I buckled my belt and retrieved my briefcase and jacket.“I wasn’t sure until I saw that birthmark below your belly button. It didn’t have all that hair on it the last time, though.” She grinned at me. “You coming?”“ ... so, that’s why I’m here.” I sat back as Samantha gathered up the sheaf of legal papers I had presented her with. What about you?" "I'm a born and bredSeattleite..." He continued talking, but I wasn't concentrating on hiswords. I stared at his lips, they were bottom heavy, and I wanted to lean overand just take a bit of his lower lip. His mouth continued to form what I couldonly assume were words, but how was I supposed to pay attention? He ran his fingersthrough his hair, leaving behind mussed locks of black hair. I wanted to touchthe silkiness of his hair and smooth it down. "....aboutyou?" I blinked,.