Now it was Joy's turn to pout. "Man, why guys always got to talk about getting their dicks sucked? What is the big freaking deal anyway?" She looked a... Casey. "Have you ever done that?" she asked. Casey looked nervous. She looked down and her hands and wringed them a little. She gave Joy a sheepish look. Joy's mouth formed a big O. "Casey!!!" she exclaimed. "Who?" Casey smiled and said softly. "You know who. Steven." "Oh." Joy said, rolling her eyes. "Figures." Steven was a boy Casey had a. I did my best to direct the flow into my mouth, and keep it out of my nose. The mouths on my nipples kept up their attack, so I did the same to the pussies at the ends of my fingers. The mouth on my cock started sliding lower and lower, until it had all seven inches in the back of its throat. Then, just when I thought things couldn't get more interesting, someone lifted my legs. Because of the weight shift, I could tell that the owner of the pussy I was munching on was holding them. My cock was. I see more and more white boys every day turning into girls through this black sexual superiority. I now understand that my place in this world is in total submission to black cock.I went further in the journal…My wife brought her black lover home tonight. She was dressed in a tight black top squeezing her cleavage, a short black mini-skirt wrapped around her plump round ass and sexy black heels. She is beautiful. When she walked through the door she immediately told me to go get girly for her. My youngest was with parents, so I texted Eric to see if he wanted to have dinner together at the same place. My heart fluttered as it felt like I was making a date.It was a wonderful night. The flirting was overt, even in a place where people knew we were mother and son. We both knew we were treading on dangerous ground, and neither of us was flinching. Halfway through dinner, my husband called to say he was going to be later than planned. I smiled broadly at Eric, reaching across the table to.