She was a beautiful baby and I loved her to pieces and spoiled her rotten as any good Godmother would. When Christmas break came a long that year, I w...s bored out of my mind and sexually frustrated. Johnny had gone out of town with his family to spend Christmas with his grandparents. Sam had gone to Europe with her parents. All I could do was sit at home and masturbate and it was starting to get old, I was longing for some human to human contact; and then my phone rang. I picked up the phone. I promised earlier, “Wait until you have me. My other men all tell me I am very good. Some even say, very, very good. Put your cock ring on for me. Better still let me put it on for you. That is a big size and it is still tight on you. I love the way it wraps around your balls as well. Does it feel as good as it looks?” It does I tell her as teases the sides of my cock with her tongue. She tells me to lie on my back on her bed. “Love your big cock. I want to use it to pleasure myself.”She sits. .. is unusual,” I said.“Because he likes black art?” Kendra asked.“No. He likes me.” They all looked at me.“He does, you know,” Mavis said. “He’s never liked anyone else I brought home. I was a little worried.”“Have you brought home a lot of guys?” Susan asked.“Um ... a few. I’m not, like, pure as the driven snow,” Mavis answered. “I’ve been with guys. And girls. Sometimes at the same time. I hope that doesn’t put me on the outs with you guys. Does it Artie?”“No,” I said. “Why would it make a. It hung over his cock as he turned to me.“Wow, it feels so good,” he said. “Is it pure silk?”“A silk satin,” I said and lifted it so it would hang properly over his now very pronounced cock, Oh God it looked beautiful. That was the first time I had seen it properly. When I had my massage, and what happened afterwards, I’d felt his cock inside and out, if you know what I mean, but I hardly saw it. Touching it through the silk, I couldn’t stop remembering how good it felt. I helped the nightie.