, I called Christine and started talking about last night. I casually asked her if she came before I started cumming. She said, "No, it was your cock ...spasming inside of me that got me off." "Do you remember off-hand how many spasms you felt?" I asked, to see if my count of 7 was accurate. "I sure do because I couldn't believe it! You kept cumming and cumming. You spurted 10 times!" "You sure it wasn't more like 7?" I asked. "Nope, it was 10, you've been leaking out of me all day." Now she got a. I raked my fingernails up my inner thighs and teased my clit with the tip of my index finger. Nigel just knelt to one side, his head bowed–but he must have been able to see what I was doing. I was feeling hot, excited with having Nigel do my bidding, and excited that this unknown man across the road was at least watching me, if not photographing me. It wasn’t long before I slipped a finger into my burning pussy, I threw back my head, open mouthed, enjoying the feel of my finger in my own cunt.. I'm not ashamed. I want everyone to hear how I make you feel."I wrapped my lips around his balls, rolling them in my mouth with my tongue. The gasp then shriek of glee reverberated through the room. Normally when Jerome and I tagged white boys it was all about us. We didn't kiss them, didn't touch their dicks, didn't do anything I was doing and planning to do with Jessie tonight.I moved my mouth to his smooth inner thighs, nibbling lightly. I held on tight to him as he bucked and jerk about. I. The first two days were not too bad as both Kelly and her husband came over, took a shower together and did a load of laundry. They were nice and we talked some, Kelly help with some of the homework I had to do. It was the third or fourth day I woke early. Mom had already left for work and I knew Kelly and her husband would be over around nine for their shower and stuff. It was eight am and I decided to crank one out while it was quite and I was alone. My cock had been needing some attention.