Word had obviouslytravelled, because I found guys who I would normally have sat and hungout with turning their backs in disgust. I wanted to tell them...it wasn'twhat they thought - I still hated black guys just as much as they did, ifnot more - but it would have been more dangerous opening that box ofmadness instead of just accepting the shunning. Jackson Lyons, on theother hand, hadn't frightened me quite as much as I expected when hepassed by me in the canteen - but then I'd been expecting him. Me: Well I haven't heard.... (I was cut off by a message on the police radio.)Message: This is car number 42, we have a problem, we're see someone with a bloody blade in his hand, he won't come near us because we have our guns but he is staring right at us....send some backup to...(Static)Man: Oh my God!!!!!(hangs up) I drop the phone and begin to cry, not only did my cousin get murdered, but the murderer is still out there.My friends just sat there, unsure of how to handle themselves, I ran to. He groaned as he came, spurting jizz into my cum hungry mouth, stabbing his cock further into my mouth, hitting the roof of it, and all the while spreading that delicious, naughty, addictive taste of cum around my lips and tongue.Oh my God, how I loved it. I savored it, as if every tiny drop of it was some kind of d**g. This rush of sensation washed over me, almost like an orgasm of my own but better in its way. It was the old feeling, the one I remembered from every blowjob I’d ever given. Max liked to gently rub her breast as he tenderly kissed and licked her nipple and gently sucked on it, Roger was more urgent, he made her squirm as he squeezed her breast harder and bit at her nipple. She felt Roger’s lips move as he kissed her breast and then she felt the familiar sensation as he started to suck on the side of her breast. She sorrowfully sighed as she realized he was marking her breast and she held his head to her tit as she told him, “Oh yes Baby… that’s it… remind everyone.