As he lays on the bed I get in but in the 69 position. My lady pulls a chair up and sit for part two of the show. We take each others cock, take turns...on each other, only stopping before the other cums. When I start getting close and know I can't hold it much longer I lay back, hold his head, trying to work more down his throat. I hold his head till he starts to gag where I would let go. We do that a few more times, before telling him to jerk my cock, he does and spits on my cock to keep his. He ran his hands along my soaked stockinged legs, up to the stocking tops and into my crotch. With one arm, he pulled me close and planted his lips on mine and kissed me deep and long. He now laid his beautiful body on mine and slid up and down slowly—maddeningly slowly. His enormous dick felt like a 2-inch salami rubbing my pussy lips.He then sat up and reached over for a quart-size bottle and poured its content all over me—baby oil, slick and slithery, soaking into every pore and crevice.. Streams flowed in my mouth and trickled out over my lips. "Eat it boy. Fuck yeah. Swallow my seed like a whore."Half was already down my throat as I just continued to swallow more. When it was all gone I missed it. I wanted more."Looks like we've turned your cocksucker into a horny cumslut."I was, I knew it then. I felt myself begging for that black dick to feed me more. I opened my mouth to tell him how badly I wanted it, but before words could get out, that black dick reinvaded my throat. A. “Um, I did just pick it up, but I noticed it was a bit damp, and well. I, ah, checked it out. “What do you mean, you “checked it out”? What does “checking it out” mean? She asked, again with the twinkle. “Well, I, ah, touched it with my finger, and it was wet, and….” “You just touched it? You didn’t rub it? You didn’t press it between your fingers and notice just how wet it was? You didn’t get curious and smell it? Come on, didn’t you want, just a little.