So Ijumped onto the internet and found 10 that I loved and sent them off.That night we talked on the phone. He said he noticed that every pictureI sen... was 2 well hung black guys fucking a white guy. Different positions.Cocks in the white guys mouth and ass. He asked if that is what I wanted.I responded with a HELL YES.He asked me why I wanted that so bad. I told him I hadn't swallowed cum for a black man yet and I fantasized about it all the time. And that was the last timewe talked about. They both moaned at the same time as their own particular frustrations began to be sated in a single move. Once in, Neil thrust hard, pushing Jana into the desk, making her whole body lurch forward. He stroked her hips and her bum cheeks as he fucked her. Then with one hand he cupped her boobs, kneading them through her top as he rammed his length home, deeply. Jana mewed insistently as Neil’s wanton cries of passion seemed at odds with the sterile environment of the office with its neat desks. I’d babysit for her and do all the things that a teenager does for the older person they’re “In Love” with. My feelings never changed. No matter how many men she was with. She did things that would normally cause me to turn my back on a person, for HER there were no rules.Why? She always treated me with respect. Always. She treated me as an equal within limits. No, she wouldn’t date me because of my age, but she would give anything I said or any action I proposed the same consideration she. He thought about it for a moment and then thought about how bad the money was needed, or at least how bad he thought he needed the money, and then picked up the phone. Ken dialed the number as it was written and sure enough, Jamal answered and identified himself. From the voice on the phone one could tell that a black man who was very straight to the point was speaking. His voice was commanding and firm. He stated that the believed that he could help Ken out but that they would have to meet.