She pulled his member free from his clothing and gently sucked him into her mouth. She nuzzled to his leg as she sucked, her body relaxed, and soon he...was relaxing as well. He put a hand on the back of her head, guiding her all the way down his shaft until her chin rested on his balls. She flicked her tongue across them as she continued to deepthroat him. She glanced up at him to see his head fall back in relaxation.She continued her sucking until he pulled her head back. He bent down and gave. She always chatted incessantly as we worked. And I always watched her. As she bent over in front of me the cheeks of her backside were there to be looked at. When she crouched the shorts hugged the split of her crutch. That day in the December holidays was especially hot. Vera wore no bra under her sleeveless blouse. A number of buttons down the front were undone. Her breasts swung enticingly in front of my eyes as we worked. My erection pushed at the fly of my old khaki shorts.We sweated. Pretty Black ladies who couldn’t care about someone like me. Like the song goes, they kept their love on lockdown. I went to class, went to work and slept. That’s about it. Occasionally, I hung out with my guy friends. I didn’t have a steady girlfriend. I wasn’t having sex. I wasn’t dating. I barely hung out. Yeah, it was not exactly a terribly exciting period of this brother’s life, folks. Seriously. Then I met Marian McArthur. The young Black woman from the United Kingdom. The woman who. (I've never felt so embarrassed) that was when I realised he was feeling my tits as my dress rode up my ass to show my knickers. As it got later we got more and more hammered, that's when he pulled me onto his lap and whispered in my ear "Have you ever felt a black cock before?" To which I giggled and shock my head and he leaned forwards and said "today's your lucky day" as he slid his fingers into my wet hungry pussy. As he fingered me Hannah walked in and was watching from the other side of.