Some people were gathered over there.I approached to the place, finding the infamous black man who was fucking my wife was Xavier, another coworker fr...m another floor.Ana had met him two years ago; but I never suspected she would be able to let him fuck her in plain sight of strangers…I was mesmerized by how dark his hands were was against her pale skin; how long and thick his black shaft was and the abnormally large mushroom head of his cock.Xavier took out his dick when he saw me there; but. She said she started to feel a little weird in the head so she decided to go get some fresh air. She said that when she came back in she noticed I was not here anymore but my things were so she said she had decided to join me for there was no reason to eat alone. After a bit of the usual chit chat we had noticed that we had been talking for about an hour and we had both had a few drinks and were getting loose lipped and more open with each other. The next thing I know I felt a hand rubbing the. " She spat."It's okay, dear." Richard kissed her forehead too. He patted her rump. "Go get ready. Let me have a talk with my son. I promise, I'll spend the whole night pleasuring you."Still shooting daggers at Duke, she hugged his father. "You better. And remember what we talked about." I do."She moved off. Duke hugged his father's shoulders, dragged him outside on the balcony. They walked to the railing before Duke let go. He kept a hand on Richard's shoulder, to keep him in place, staring out. I researched the things she said, and I not only learned that they are true, but I found out that the truth was far more widespread than what she said.“Since then and since visiting the Slave Market, I find myself questioning everything that I have been told. What I found is that most of what Abby said was true and documented; I believe the undocumented parts of what she said are also true. I can’t see how what my friends and I believe is true, and at the same time believe what everyone told me.