He held just the tip between my red lips and then I sensed it spurting down a huge load of salty semen. I had to swallow fast.The black guy lay agains... the wall and warned me to give him just a minute; because he was not done with me yet. He helped to get on my feet and then he held me close to his toned body.I could feel his black cock still hard and throbbing against my belly.He kissed my lips hard and I felt his hands fumbling to pull my thong down to my knees. Then a hard finger was shoved. After we had sex we kinda just forgot about it. But after a couple of years we started to work with each other again, almost every day. We started talking about sexting and i remember telling her i always send girls pictures of my hard cock. She blushed and didnt believe me. So i told that i would send her a pic but she'd be scared (jokingly of course) then she said go ahead. So i sent her a pic while i was there with her, her phone vibrates and she checks it and she turns red and giggles a. Her hands would move under my shirt, caressing my back and moving forward over the curves of my stomach. Her touch felt good and I gave in, returning the kiss, our kissing becoming much more passionate. Michelle began to slowly buck her hips in a grinding motion against my brief-covered groin. I could feel something stir and was slightly confused. I had gotten erections before, but was only in the bath when rubbing my body with soap. I wasn’t sure why I was getting an erection now as my 10. It was 1976 (my freshman year of high school) and a Saturday so I was home from school and my parents were both at work for most of the day. I knew where my dad kept his porn magazines (mostly Playboy) but plenty risqué for the 70s. I had been into dad's stash for most of the morning and I just had to pull out my cock and start pumping away like a mad man. My bedroom had sliding patio doors for the only window in the room. I had regular curtains with one of those translucent inner curtains. The.