"No one slaps me, Bitch."That's my cue, Darren thought to himself. "Stephanie? Are you back here, honey?" Not a word, bitch," Darren heard Brad say. "...'ll take him apart." In here, Darren. I'll be out in a minute," Stephanie called. "You will march your sorry ass out of my house, Bradley Vincent. And you will not return again, ever." Darren could hear the steel in Stephanie's harsh whisper. "Darren is the best thing that ever happened to me. I will not screw that up with you or anyone else. Now. I was actually thinking about you as I got dressed earlier." I pretended to be naive, and asked her why that was. "This is a new dress different than my others. I had to get a new black strapless bra and long slip to wear under it, and I thought of you when I was shopping, and as I put them on for the first time this afternoon." I told her I thought that was very nice, to which she replied, "No, Trev...it was very nasty...I made myself wet and had to change my panty because of you and your big. Then back to her clit, lips gently caressing, tongue stroking. She felt a tightness building in her belly. A liquid fire ran down her limbs and she moaned again. His lips fastened to her clit. He stroked her. He blew on her clit, teased it, caressed it. Her pussy encased his tongue over and over. She shivered. A wave of heat was born of his tongue and crept over her body, taking her higher. She was on fire. She came. He laughed, thrust his tongue into her pussy, and drank deep of her warm. For her first time, we decided to play it as though I knew nothing of it in case he did not want to have sex with her. She began to talk with hime over a little while and become more and more friendly with hime. At home, she had orgasm after orgasm with me and her vibrator while thinking of his black cock in her redheaded pussy. They made out a couple of times and she loved to tell me that she had felt a very large cock through his pants. We picked a night that I was at work and our c***d was.