Her voice and the way she said it.- my head is bobbing up and down. im running my tongue up and down your shaft and once again I have your cone in my ...mouth. now i am taking your entire cock in your mouth, deep infuck, you torturing meI blurted out in a moment of ecstasy,do u have any toys?- my dildo is right here, tell me what you want me to doWith that a soft buzz came through on my earphonesSlowly insert if for me, the buzz became a bit muffled(she lowered her camera to her thighs)Now pull it. We agreed to meet for a drink in my hotel bar.Finally the day arrived, I was as nervous as a high school k** going on his first date. I was the only one in the bar that evening and I saw a tall, handsome black man enter. I timidly waved at him and he walked up to my table. "Tom?" he asked. I nodded and he sat down and ordered a drink. We chatted for a while about nothing in particular as we finished our drinks. I smiled at him and asked, "Well, shall we?" He agreed and I led the way to my room.. But it dawned on me my fate was now indeed sealed, short of telling Mother, and that was a definite non-starter.I went upstairs, leaving the television on, washed and got into bed, momentarily glancing at my penis, and it stirred, briefly, as I recalled the shaving session at Aunties and the excitement of dressing, I rubbed my penis and felt more aroused but I must have been too tired and fell asleep.It was now 6.45 Friday morning and I needed to get ready for college. I dressed hurriedly.As I. It occurs to me then that he's mapping out my gag reflexes. It's not long before he hits it again, and as soon as he does he pulls back. I manage to stifle all but a slight jump, resting my hands on his knees."Good girl" he tells me. Hearing those words makes me want to do the same a thousand times over. I suppose everyone has a phrase or two that sends them reeling. That's one of mine. Unable to control my urges, I suck at his fingers now, my way of begging for more. I push forward on his hand.