All my practicing had paid off because T was really loving the sucking I was giving him. So was I. "We don't have very long baby. Why don't you climb ...p on your first real black cock and see how a real one makes you feel."I would do anything he said at this point, but he was right. I stood up and pulled my panties down and off, and climbed on him with my skirt still on. I was looking down at him as his wonderful black cock was already at my pussy lips without any guidance. I slowly moved down. We sat beside the truck watching the show but all I could think about was what she was going to do when she saw those pictures. Was she mad at me? Was she going to tear them up? She had been strangely quiet, and I just had a feeling I was in trouble. When we got back to my house, I went to my room and dug the pictures out and gave them to her. She looked at them for a minute and then handed them back to me. She told me she had a nice body but didn’t like the heavy tan lines too much. I asked. She wrung out the rag and placed it back over the edge of the bathtub, and flushed the toilet. There was only one cure for what was ailing her.She went back and Tony was still laying there looking as she came through the door. He had heard, and was laying there making a tent with his erection. The sight made her smile, and she went over, pulling the sheet to the end of the bed, and telling him, "I think we have some unfinished business. Looks like you feel the same way. She lay across him to. At least, I hoped she did."How do you feel?" I asked while we were stopped at a red light."I don't know," she smiled again, strangely upbeat for such an oddsituation, "I just feel like I let Jennifer invade my mind more than Iintended. I have these memories... and I don't even know the wholestory, they're just things that got dragged in with the other stuff.Like, when I was putting the bra on, it reminded me of the time TristanSawyer and I made out all night in his mom's basement, back in.