Never been there." So, who's watching you tonight?" Grams. She'll be along soon."I hadn't met a six-year-old quite as together as Jack Bledsoe. If I'd...heard his voice on the phone, I might mistake him for much older. He had a slight accent, but nothing like his mother. It sounded like he had some of her vocabulary, though."First year in school?" I asked him."Naw. Second. I'm a little ahead of some of the other kids." I'm not surprised," I chuckled."What do you do?" he asked."I manage the works. " Sara says that he really, really, likes fucking you my dear." Well, I won't be able to say this about everybody, I'm sure, but he is, or will be family, so it certainly doesn't bother me." She grinned again, "and what is the truth behind the rumour about Erin? 'C' was saying that you are fucking our daughter's best friend?" Yup," now I was grinning broadly. "Actually, she is my sex slut. My very own. I took her cherry too."We both were smiling, and then at the same time broke out into. " she points to the bottom of the four poster. I'd still got the dressin' gown on so I just gets up an' walks to the bottom of the bed an' faces away from the door. She opens the door an' calls, "Rosetta? Are you there"? A bit of a pause an' then a voice, "Si, Miss Lucy, I come now...", the sound of footsteps on the stairs. "I want you to turn around and show Rosetta your penis Larry! I don't know if she's ever seen one quite like that before"? She giggled an' I was about to protest when I. So, while we talked, I started rubbing my hands up his chest.The black man looked at me in my eyes and he grabbed my hand, putting it down to his huge bulge on his crotch. I looked down and began rubbing that huge hard thing that I imagined wanted to get free from those dirty mechanic clothes.The more I rubbed the harder his cock became. I finally dropped to my knees and opened his fly.As I got to the head of his hard throbbing cock, I put it in my mouth. I desperately wanted to taste him. I.