”He smiled, looking like he knew something I didn’t. “Did I say restaurant? Oh… I meant picnic. In the park. We’re in Beverly Hills though�...�” He watched my face, waiting to see my reaction to this little change of plans. I couldn’t help but laughing. “You want to have a picnic in the dark at a creepy park? Dressed like we are?” He nodded, completely serious and got out of the car. I didn’t know what else to do but do the same. “It’s not dark.” He got a picnic basket out of the back seat and took. Thanks, Ray!I supose I could say it was bound to happen, but it needn't have been so.Mary was not as beside herself as I anticipated when Ginny and I told her what had transpired, so we asked her if she had any ideas how to dispel these rumors. After all, Ray would be gone, but Mary would still have to contend with crap like this.Her answer was to reveal to me that there was a new teacher, not new to the profession, but new to this school system, and he had already asked Mary out on several. Vic found that out after he found out who was setting off all the flashes.Mrs. Criscola was too busy fucking and cumming to notice this young k** standing in the doorway. Vic saw the guy because of the flashbulbs going off while he was taking pictures of his mother fucking and cumming. Yeah, that’s right! Her son, Anthony was the hidden guy getting his mother fucking on film. Why this guy Vic knew from school would do such a thing he didn’t know? Vic could only venture a guess. Shit! This. His black cock was so near my mouth. I had never imagined sucking any cock, but now I wanted Frank’s cock so badly. I became addicted to his black cock; it was my d**g of choice and at this very moment that became clear to me. I could not help myself. I was lost in the task at hand. The world stopped and all there was left was me and the black cocks abusing me. I began firmly licking the base of his cock. I could feel the pulse of his heartbeat, the twitching and throbbing of his now firm.