Without even a second thought, I began stroking him while sucking on Darrel. Now, you’ve all heard the rumors about black guys and big cocks. Well, ...I’m not here to prove or disprove any such claims, but I will say this: Malcolm is six-foot-ten; Darrel is six-foot-nine. They are big dudes. Their arms are big, their legs are big, their fingers are big, their feet are big, and, yes, like everything else on these guys, their dicks are real fucking big. Like, I’m sitting there blowing Darrel and,. Still wet. I couldn’t help myself! Six weeks of being a good boy. Six weeks of taking cold showers. Six weeks of doing any physical activity to take my mind off Nikki. Six weeks. No more! Nikki was walking and drying her hair with a towel at the same time. She didn’t see me, nor was she expecting me to be on my knees, so that her naked, bald, wet pussy crashed into my open mouth! My hands immediately reached behind her and grabbed a handful of her ass and pulled her pussy even closer. My tongue. She hesitated in her response. She just looked at me with a sly smile for a minute. Finally, she spoke. "You really want to see?" She cooed. "Well, if you absolutely insist." I answered. Her asking me if I really wanted to see was like going into a store to buy a lottery ticket and the clerk asking if you want the winning one. She hesitated for a moment once again. She then reached down and undid her pants and pulled them off. She then walked over to me as I sat in the kitchen chair and. While she was having coffee, he said she looked tense. Admitting she was, he came behind her chair and began massaging her shoulders through her blouse. Since he was so attractive, and the massage felt so good, she began to relax.As he tried to put his hands inside her collar to massage on bare skin, the neck wouldn't open enough, so he asked her to undo a few buttons. Since two were already undone, when she opened two more, her blouse was barely held on. Even though she wasn't wearing a bra,.