“Greg and I will be home soon. We’ve got to stop by the Manor and get my Mustang, then we’ll be right home. We may need to ‘circle the wagons�...�.”“What about our friends who were supposed to come over tonight?”“Damn! ... well, this has the potential to get VERY involved. TJ said he wouldn’t be over until 9 or so. Why don’t you have them come over right now? It’s only 6:30. Order some pizzas and I guess we’ll have to cut through the small talk and get them onboard. With what could happen, it may. I lay awake for a long time but I was no longer frightened of the storm. The story, I am going to tell you happened next thunder storming night, the most pleasurable incident in my life so ever. Ever since I was a little boy I was afraid of thunderstorms, and whenever there was a particularly violent one at night, I would run to my parent’s bedroom and climb into their big king size bed, where my mother would hold me until the storm abated.I literally shook with fear, and only the warmth of her. I seized him at the base of his shaft with both hands and leaned in; a clear bead of liquid oozed from the tiny slit on the black head of his masculinity. I extended my tongue and sensually ran it up from the bottom of his meat to collect his nectar just before my cherry red lips enveloped his black flesh. I heard him gasp. I felt his prick jump as my warm wet mouth engulfed him.I brought him fully into my mouth and suckled his long shift much like a baby sucks a mother's nipple. As I did, I. Clean shaved pussy with wet cum already making an invitation to be explored.I started kissing her toes by worshipping her legs. I sucked every inch of her leg and gave kisses with love bites. She was making a sound, which encouraged me more to give love bites to her. By the time I reached her pussy she already leaked a lot to make her bed wet.I didn’t waste time and started fingering her pussy gently. She became wild so bad that she started humping her ass in bed and pushing my mouth close to.