“Yeah,” he groaned, squeezing my soft breasts with those strong hands.I shuddered as he sucked on my right nipple, his lips sealing about the nub.... My body squirmed beneath him, the bed creaking. As he loved my tits, I remembered the way the boys in my class looked at me when I unbuttoned my blouse during my last lesson. Especially Pete. He had that virgin vibe. And his parents were rich...“Oh, Faizel, yes,” I moaned as my son nibbled on my nipple. “Mmm, such a good, strong boy. Yes, yes, you. I moved back here to take care of her, took a job at Ridgewood and the rest is history." I could not take my eyes off her. "KK…look, I can't call you Katharine, you will always be KK to me," I continued. "How long were you married?" She told me it was almost too brief to even count as a marriage. "It was a colossal mistake, a brain fart. He was a charmer, romantic, always said the right things. What I did not know, I was not the only one he was saying those things to. I found out later he. I was going at that cock like a rabid dog. I hoped this guy was going to be able to hold his load, because I still wanted to feel Damon’s cock in me.Instead of his cock, Damon slipped three fingers into my sloppy pussy. The black man began fondling my tits while I continued sucking him off, and he started getting into the dirty talk"Fuckin white slut loves her some cock huh? Some black cock too? Suck that cock till I blow my load all over that pretty little white face you fucking slut" he said. "You would have to be a real nut to try something like that," one of the other boys observed. "That guy is like, big as a house, and a weightlifter to boot. I've seen him on some of those weight lifter / strong man shows on TV." Everyone quietly agreed that Eric was not very tightly wrapped.Everyone seemed to have lost interest in the TV show, and they all drifted out after that. Robert and Karen returned to his room. Christen and the cute boy returned to his. The rooms were not that far apart.