"Will Jackson be there?" She asked. Diana looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "You hungry for black cock?" She asked. "Abigail nodded. "Since I left ...your house last night." She admitted. "Well don't worry, you gonna get alot of black dick. Jackson's coming over with some friends." Diana said smiling wickedly. That's when Abigail panicked. "More people!" She thought. "No! This is too much!" She decided. "Diana, is there anyway that our relationship can stay between us?" Abigail asked hopefully.. I was ashamed of myself and the fact that I really was some kind of pervert deviant. I didnt do it again at all for at least a week. I wanted to stop it all together and be a good person again. One who didnt touch himself. One who didnt take all these risks to get caught. But as things go I couldnt hold out forever and I started again. Only this time I stopped taking such big risks. I only did it now at home by myself living with the shame and guilt quietly. Still having no one to talk to it. So perverted. Look at you, degrading yourself in front of a beautiful woman,” said Jennifer. “That’s it, look at my lovely long legs in their lovely sheer nylon. A man like you can only look, not touch.”Though I tried to prolong the moment, all too soon, I was spurting my sperm forcefully in her direction. A tiny spec landed on her shoe.“Well, aren’t we the big stud, Peter. Shooting your spunk for me like that. Now, come and lick that mess off my shoe!”I lovingly bent to the task, gazing. He throws the handset to Lisa.Lisa looked at the phone in disbelief. "What did you do? Rip out the cord?"The man looks confused, but after a moment, he makes a realization. "It's a cordless phone. I forgot I set your story in the seventies." No cord? How do you get dial tone?" Lisa asks."Press the 'TALK' button. Are you really Lisa?" the man asks."How do you know my name? I've never seen you before." Lisa asks. She presses the button on the phone and hears a dial tone. She dials 555-4421 and.