Turning on the downstairs lights he finally got to the front door and opened it. Two older black women stood in front of him. They did not look danger...us but they had serious looks on their faces."Can I help you?" Mark asked."Are you Mark Harrison?" Raven asked."Yes I am," Mark said.Raven flashed her husband's MP badge,"I'm Mrs. Peterson and this is Mrs. Dawkins," Raven said. "We're on your mother's security team." Did something happen to my parents?" Mark asked."I'm afraid so," Raven said.. We both showered and dressed, Jaq in a short dark blue button fronted dress with lacy black panties underneathMike and Helen lived a half hour drive from us, so we left at seven to arrive at half past. We pulled into the drive to be greeted by a large impressive house; Mike being a doctor had given them obvious wealth. Mike greeted us dressed as a doctor, white coat and stethoscope around his neck, and I could tell that Jaq was in for her medical treat. Mike and Helen were charming hosts, and. One is already hard and I began to rub the other one over my top. The friction of the fabric against that already sensitive area is incredibly fulfilling. I bite and lick my lips, enjoying this thing that I’m doing to myself. I wait still to rub my clit, not wanting to cum just yet. You open the buttons of my top and admire the my chocolate skin that‘s now exposed.“Ms. clit” just won’t shut-up and aches for me to slide my fingers along her. My pussy is flooded with my juices. My whole body is. It wasn't so much that I'd said and done the right things; she just wasn't overreacting, any longer, when I wasn't perfect;Probably just by happy accident, my normally out-of-control penis had been soft -- and hard -- at precisely the correct times. (Attention, you non-professionals out there: Don't try this at home!)Shirley had claimed that there was no such thing as a "wrong" reaction on my part to seeing her film. She might have believed, herself, that it was a true statement, but I knew.