“What did Fay really tell you?”
Lanie sighed, but she didn’t stop smiling, “Miles I don’t care. “…ohh…ohhh. Black porn …”, I moaned, my face was now red and my jaw was opened, as I gazed at Lanie. But my conscience was still filled with guilt, and everyday, I felt as though I was the scum of the earth, and so I treated Lanie as nicely as possible, and didn’t try to do anything with her until she was ready to jump back into our old routine. I did the same, and quickly pulled off my t-shirt. We both laughed and walked back to the living room were we both got dressed and cuddled while we watched tv. I began to breath heavily as I felt my orgasm coming on, and I felt sweat forming on my forehead. After about half a minute of making-out, Lanie pulled her shirt over her head, and unsnapped her bra. “Lanie, I’m gonna cum”, I said, “I can feel it coming”
Lanie giggled before taking my dick in her hand and jerking me off.
