. have a hickey or ... give a girl a hickey?”The thought of doing that with any of my girls would have been fun, but none of them were here. Nikia h...d made the rules very simple and difficult to break. Whichever option I chose, I would have to do with her. I didn’t understand why, maybe it was the visage of the statue, but doing anything intimate with Nikia just seemed to turn my stomach.But which option? Wear a hickey, and chance others asking questions I didn’t want to answer, or give her a. She wriggled until they fell to the floor... she moved away from me slightly and removed her trousers and panties... she stood naked infront of me... her firm breasts and hard nipples and her slim line of pubic hair leading to her waxed pussy... she moved to my desk and sat on the edge... I sat in my chair and leaned forward and started to lick her pussy... I sucked her pussy lips into my mouth one at a time before I opened her with my fingers and buried my face in her wet crotch... she tasted. I snuggled intohis chest and reached down idly playing with his dick as we watched themovie together. We cuddled like that for about an hour or so when uncleKyle came home with some pizza for dinner. "Oh, hi there John!" he saidas he walked in. John quickly blushed and grabbed a pillow to hide hiserection. "Errr...Hi, sir. I hope you don't mind that I dropped by tosee Stephanie again. You did say I could, right?" John said plaintively."Yes, of course!" replied uncle Kyle, "but you probably. I felt full, pressured in so many different ways and directions as their hips swiveled and thrust their large cocks into my very essence. I felt used, debased, slutty with the knowledge I loved having my son and his black friend relieving their pent up desires within my body. Their cocks were hot and they both throbbed against my sensitive nerve endings as they roughly traversed my moist flesh. I couldnt think as my body responded to each individual sharp spasm of pleasure their energetic.