We need to have a chat with their parents.”“Certainly,” came her chipper voice. “If you’ll follow me?Lois and her brother looked at their pa...ents who nodded their heads to let them know it was okay to go with the girl. The adults were quiet until they left the building.“What’s going on here,” Helen asked.Shirley gave the pastor’s wife a wry grin as she ran fingers along Gary’s jawline. “Tell them, Mike.”All eyes turned to the director of the retreat. “Please, sit down,” he motioned to the. She was kind of short and average-looking, with an average face, no chest and no ass. However, to him she seemed like a goddess. Folks, the only women who seem like goddesses in my eyes are Black women. That’s why I’ve got a life-sized picture of Tennis superstar Serena Williams in my apartment. I like them tall, thick, bootylicious, Black and stacked. The Black Goddess is my Standard of Beauty. Anyhow, Josiah and Brigit had their thing and the whole campus was a bit abuzz about it. Bay State. I felt like such a dirty slut, but I was beginning to like it. There was no need to answer. Once I got past the strong, salty taste of sweat on his member, I sat back on my heels and enjoyed the feel of his shaved organ sliding back and forth through my lips and down my hungry throat. He was getting close to spilling his seed when I realized that I was at it again. While I was holding him with my right hand, my fingers on my left hand had inadvertently found their way again to my persona..,. Nice legs too. I hitched upmy skirt to get a view of my stocking-tops and knickers. I liked what Isaw. I started to get an erection and could see the shape of it growingin the reflected view of my knickers.I could not resist grasping the shaft of my cock through those silkyknickers. Soon my whole body shuddered as the juices shot out, soakingmy knickers, my dress , my hand and even dripping onto the carpet. Isat down on the bed, exhausted. I slipped under the covers and wasasleep almost.