He had seemed so shy and withdrawn, yet when I invited him to come home with me, he accepted eagerly. I don’t think he expected to make love with me... but simply have a cup of coffee and company to assuage his loneliness. When, seated at the kitchen table with his cup of coffee, I had kissed him softly on the lips and said, ‘Come to bed with me,’ he hesitated. He was very shy and I think, immature, so I tried to reassure him like a mother telling her son that all would be well. ‘It’s all right,. Daylight was well upon us when I dragged it into the bathroom, it had been some time since I'd fucked anyone with such intensity let alone gone for six hours. We were both covered in a mix of sweat, cum, it's squirt and boy can it squirt, so I got it into the shower and as it was about to turn it on I just shook my head and hinted for it to kneel. Yeah I fucking did. It didn't need asking twice and started fingering itself again with its mouth open and tongue out, I couldn't leave it hanging. After dinner we went to a bar and had some few shots.We danced slowly as we kissed passionately and when we came back to our table, there was another full glass there for me that we had not ordered…I took it and scanned the bar to see where it came from. Then a tall black man nodded to me and I smiled back. I told Victor and he acknowledged him as well. The music was still going on and the black man walked to our table and asked my husband if I would like to dance with him. We both said it was. She took off her jacket to reveal a fantastic cleavage with her tits trying to burst the buttons of her blouse and started a slow striptease until she was down to boots, stockings, gee string and bra, with her hand inside the gee string massaging her cunt, she moved towards my husband and pushed her tits into his face, undid her bra and grabbed her tits in both hands letting him pull and suck on her nipples,He slowly moved down her body kissing every inch until he had his face between her.