It’s okay.”But I would not be dissuaded and for the next thirty minutes, I eagerly licked and sucked on Tina’s pussy like it was going out of st...yle. In the past, my friends had laughed at anyone who engaged in this activity calling them “white boy” because as far as we knew only Caucasians engaged in this type of activity.But I didn’t give a fuck. Nobody was ever going to find out. After a while, I’d gotten my technique down and everything. Tina squirmed around on that couch like a fish out of. Nothing.“Do you want more wine?” Aron asked him.“Just give me the bottle,” he mumbled.He needed more than that, but he had to make do with whatever he had at his disposal. So he just drank straight from the bottle, while Aron continued to just watch him in absolute shock and silence.“You knew that,” Aron eventually spoke. “That is why you were so pissed.”He could not talk right now. He was way too busy drinking wine straight from the bottle to reply to that. Okay, maybe he was starting to feel. Our phone has not been working right. I have the service man coming tomorrow to see what the problem is. Several people have told me the same thing,” she yawned. “Just use my cell if you want to reach me.”My mind was really spinning! Was she in bed upstairs? I had unpacked and didn’t see her. That seemed unlikely. She was flat out lying to me! But why?“Well, I won’t be on that flight at six, so don’t drive out to pick me up,” I warned. “It seems that we have to stay a few more days. I will call. Just then, Bill said, "You know, I've got an idea. How about you comeover here, get under the table, and suck my cock while I enjoy mybreakfast?"Sam said, "I don't know if we have time for that," but he was alreadythinking about Bill's cock, and how it would be fun to service a manunder the table while dressed in a sexy nightie.Bill said, "I don't think it's going to take too long. Seeing youstanding at the stove, showing off that sexy ass, has gotten me hardalready."Sam said, "Okay, here I.