I said “you must be wearing spaghetti inside t-shirt and that will work”. I said to remove t-shirt and come in spaggetti and jeans only. She was s...urprised as I said to remove her t’shirt. She said it wont look good because bra strips will be visible. I didn’t argued and said its ok come.I took her to a place which was 100km away. Driver was driving and we were sitting on back seat. Now, I wanted to make some sort of physical touch which is next step to approach a girl and so that she will. I especially liked the way he was dressed, south pole sweatpants, and a over sized south pole shirt. A real thug looking black man; just what I like. He guides me to his living room, and pulls his sweat pants down; I pull down his underwear, and see his enormous flaccid cock right in front of my hungry eyes. It was about 8 inches soft; I immediately noticed the weight of this monster as I immediately guided it in my mouth. I opened up my mouth as wide as I could, and let the head of it lie on. But it wasn't long before his hand rested on my knee and I could feel electricity over my whole body. I put my hand over his to push it away, but then I didn't. I let him stroke the exposed part of my leg. Pretty soon we were kissing and his hands were all over my breasts."What about Mrs. Riker?" It's OK. She doesn't have to know."I was shocked because they seemed like such a loving couple, but I wasn't exactly thinking straight either. I let Matt take push my sweater up and unhook my bra. I. ’ She closed her eyes and dozed off next to Ned. Ned also rejoined his slumbers. Ned awoke with the unusual but pleasant sensation of a morning blowjob. Quinella’s head was under the covers bouncing them like a fluttering sail. Seeing no need to interrupt or help, he lay back in the pillow and closed his eyes. Quinella’s tongue wrapped one side of the shaft and then the other. She lapped it over the top whenever the tip approached the inside of her lips but never let it completely out of her.