I've been mothering her, andwell, I just need to relax. A slip of the tongue."He may have passed it off as a mistake, due to the pressure of the job,b...t little did he know, that it wasn't. His devotion to Emily wasgrowing, and it was to have a major influence on his future.Despite what he had thought, he continued to find himself referring tohimself as her mother, and when he was with her, he treated her as themost precious thing he had.Only when there was some distance between them, did he. “Yes, Bobby,” I told him, “I love your manly body. You really turn me on.”Bobby was fully hard again, and I knew what both Bobby and Sherrie wanted to happen next. I moved over to begin licking Sherrie’s cum-covered pussy. The mix of her pussy juice and Bobby’s cum was like a delicious tonic, and there was a lot of it. Bobby is a heavy cummer, as one would expect from such a stud man.“Would you like some sissy-pussy,” she asked Bobby as I tongued away at her cunt, “I think I know someone who. ‘You have a great ass. As you know, I am going to fuck it too. I have watched you swing it around the house and now I shall give it what it needs. My big thick cock.’ He then spread the ass cheeks and found my round bud. He ran his finger all around it before he started to lick it. His tongue on the hole to my ass made me want to fuck the world. i wanted his cock in my ass so bad. His tongue felt so good. He licked and sucked my hole before he pushed a finger inside it. Now that felt so good. By this time he desperately wanted me to have sex with a black guy so everything seemed perfect.Later in the evening I found myself sitting on a sofa with Todd, one of the black men from work. He had come as a Calypso dancer, wearing thin cotton pants with a drawstring and a baggy cotton shirt. We laughed and talked, but all I could think about was Larry's (and my) fantasy.Then Todd put his arm around my shoulders at one point and drew me closer. When he kissed me his tongue went into my mouth.