He was shiverring with each stroke, like it was his first hand job, or maybe it was the anticipation that this hand job was going to end with a blow j...b. Whatever it was didn't matter though. I had long since lost the inhibition that made me not want to think about oral sex with another guy. I was lost in sensual bliss after having such an intense orgasm. Right now I felt like I owed it to him to return the sexual favor by taking him to the same orgasmic pleasure. I imagined each stroke of his. I wished he hadn’t and hoped he didn’t come by to gossip.“Hey man, how ya going?” Jay asked.“Not too bad!” I said.He asked me if I had heard about the party on Saturday night.I replied, “Ah, no man, I went out for tea with Jacqui.” “Jacqui? How’s that going for you?” “Slowly, but we’re not pushing it.” At this time I offered Jay a drink.We then sat down on my couch and mellowed.I then turned the volume down on my TV and focused on listening to him.“Well, Keisha was drinking and out of control.”. I felt myself moving my hips and grinding on her fingers, making them go deeper. My pussy was flooding her desk and I certainly did not give a fuck if I got some stupid bitch's test paper wet. I was beyond caring about something as trivial as that when she stopped and said, "I think you need something bigger than just my fingers, don't you Sadie?" There was a slight pause as she watched for my reaction. "Lucky for you I have just the thing that I carry around in my purse for just such a. "Your FIRST little sister," her mother laughed back.Sandy recounted how on the day she finished all the boring details of arranging for the church and the reception hall and the invitation list, she and Leroy had celebrated by flushing her birth control pills down the toilet. They were at the hospital and Sandy arranged to sneak them into an examining room so she could get up on a table with her feet in the stirrups and her pussy splayed and they could re-play the "white wife impregnated by.