" I started to say."I know, I left it open" Amy cut in saying. "I was hoping you'd catch me," she added"You... wanted me to watch you?" I asked, taken... back by her confession."Yes," she said, as she began to step around the desk, approaching where I was sat.She perched her tight little butt upon the edge of the desk, at my side. Her skirt rode up her thighs as they parted just slightly, allowing my eyes to glance down and catch a glimpse of her pink thong panties she was wearing. I quickly. Thank God, the zipper nicked my prick. I say thank God because if it hadn't been for the momentary pain, I would have come then and there. Instead we paused while I undid my belt buckle and pants. While I was rearranging, Nancy put her hand under her crotch, and when she recaptured my cock she held it between her thighs and stroked it, occasionally letting the swollen head touch the hair and damp flesh of her grotto door.This was, I should mention, as close as my cock had ever come to an actual. All the boys at school had gone on about how it tasted fishy in a bad way. I didn’t think so, it tasted fine to me, so I liked again. My reward for that was to hear a gentle “Oh” come from my mother. I licked again, and this time I dashed my tongue gently over her clit. My mother fair jumped at the contact. I stopped, worried I had done wrong. But she said “No that was good, carry on.”I did licking and dipping my tongue regularly into her pussy, and then I tried something a friend had. I continued sucking all of those black cocks until my graduation from high school, when my father was transferred to Fort Bliss. I went away to a college in Georgia, and it was hard to quit sucking cocks cold turkey, mainly because I enjoyed eating the cum. I found a few black boys in my dorm to suck, but by my junior year in college I had stopped completely and was dating girls. It took me that long for my body to finally mature physically and I then had a strong interest in girls. After.