With my hands on Michelle shaft I stroke her. I slowly twist my head from side to side making sure my moist lips stay in contact with her coronal ridg...e. While doing this I continue to stroke the length of Michelle shaft. My tongue flicks the underside of Michelle cock. I taste more precum as it oozes from the stilted end. Michelle cock is very hard and erect. Her ball as are sucked way high high. And Michelle is moaning, groaning, and trying to push her way deeper into my mouth. I know she want. She felt herself moisten and was shocked. No man had ever made her react like this. He was a big male animal and he wanted her. Just like all these other men wanted her, she realized. She would have to be very careful. This was not America. This was not a game. This was the real world, with real men.The surrounding crowd of African men did little to hide their admiration. Bantering, joking, laughing smiling eyes that fondled in much the same way that hand had stroked. Her "friend" nodded at. Could she wait for Friday, or should she have a little play now? Katie had been masturbating secretly for a while, but usually it was more a question of working out her pent up feelings and getting some relief rather than actually enjoying herself. This was different, she felt like a real woman at last and she was determined to enjoy it.Turning round, she admired her perfect bottom in the mirror, the cheeks divided by the line of her mother's lace back thong. She could feel the insistent. She pressed me into her breasts, which opened to me as she pulled apart the nightgown she was wearing.I sat there between my parents, my heart going pitty-pat and my body feeling the familiar tingles that I had learned to enjoy separately with my mother and my father. Now they were both giving me pleasure at the same time!I let one hand wander over and reach up between Daddy's thighs to feel into his loose fitting shorts and find his hard penis, which throbbed to my girlish touch. With my other.