Just call me Mr. Bill.”“Yes Mr. Bill” I had her stand up and sat her on the couch next to me.“Do your parents know about any of this?” She s...ook her head no. “You didn’t bring any clothes so how were you planning on getting home without them finding out.”“I didn’t think that far ahead. I just wanted to get here so I could spend the weekend with you, but they’re not supposed to be home until tonight late.”“So what happens when your mom and dad find an old white guy is going to be their black. So i caressed her back and then turned her face towards me and planted a wet kiss on her lips. Her lips were not a smooching lips, they were very thin, so i didn’t smooched her, but yaah i planted another kiss on her neck and then all over her face, eyes, lips, neck, her cleavage and the moment she was getting wet and excited I stopped and asked her to go and have a bath.She also came out in her towel, and this was the moment i really needed a fuck, she was so fair and smooth, her hair were wet. She was sure she had never really felt that kind of blatant lust with anyone before. She recovered from the fluttering in her stomach and smiled down at Tom. ‘Yes, yes, it was. I have to admit being taken a little by surprise, I had mostly expected you to be a serial killer when I agreed to come back here with you.’ She was still taking in his appearance, as she really hadn’t much time to do so last night. ‘Well, truth be told, I am a serial killer. I’ve just put off killing you until I’ve. You made me feel so good. What can I do for you? Please let me pleasure you, anyway you want.” I told her she didn’t have to beg. I pulled my fingers out of her still oozing pussy, pulling my hands up to squeeze her ass, then lead her to the bench. Sitting down, I pulled her to me looking up at her face, then lowered my head to her vulva as I lightly licked her sensitive bud. Her body jerked and she leaned her head back, moaning loudly, “No! Please! Not yet, I can’t take another orgasm!” I.