I had shared some of the most thrilling sexual experiences of my life with my husband and my son, and I was planning on taking it further tonight. All...I had to do was conjure the memory of the two most special guys in my life sucking each other off and I was ready to cream in my pants. I was lying on my bed lightly stroking my pussy lips and waiting for my son Evan. I decided that instead of rolling around in the cramped space on my sons bedroom floor, we should spend this evening in our king. If he becomes a problem, you justspeak to me. I'll see you tomorrow morning at 9:00 sharp. Don't be lateand do report back here. Understand?" he asked again. I shook my head incomprehension. "I'll see you in the morning Mr. Ferris," I said and pedaled off. I hadmade more in those five hours than I was paid for a week's allowance. Yes, sanding sucked but somebody had to do it. I decided to voice nocomplaints at all. Well, at least not for a few weeks anyway. I wasn'ttoo far away from Darla's as. I sat there for a minute or two enjoying the hot water, and then shifted to a seat on the island side and just incidentally a little closer to the black. I looked him over, trying to be casual about it. He was clean-cut, a stocky build, and very black. I had been watching a lot of cocksucking videos on xhamster, and been getting more and more turned on by the ones with white gals or guys sucking big black cocks. I had been thinking that it might be time to see if I was ready for a black. Completely unperturbed, Callie replied, “I needed Tampax, so I went and bought some.”She walked away from me down the hall.“Hold on just a minute, Ms. Hollister!” I growled again. When she didn’t stop, I added, “Where the Hell do you think you’re going?”Without looking back, she informed me, “Tampax. Remember? I ran out.” The bathroom door closed.Shit!Is this what Jeff meant by her being an escape artist? She’d done the same thing yesterday, slipping away from class without me noticing and.