Mike, on the other hand, said he wants to stay up and watch some more TV.I was upset and just about to go to bed when he came in. He told me to put on...my sexiest nighty, he had some excitement planned for me. I put on my nighty, it was sheer black with blue bows, the breasts were cut out. The bottom was just a sheer G-string panty.Once I was ready, Mike came up behind me and started to caress my arms and shoulders. He leaned down and started kissing me on the neck and slowly turned me around. I was adapting, but it was taking time. I found that by going to a casino every once in a while and just kicking back listening to the house band flavor of the month would fill a bit of time that I couldn’t seem to fill any other way. I didn’t gamble, well, much that is. I did however love to sit at a slot machine near the bars where the live bands played. Music from a live band always, well almost always, would soothe my soul. There’s something about live music that drives right to the heart. (I grew up in a VERY Protestant household in a VERY white area of the country. Didn’t go to school with any African American k**s -- or other ethnicities, for that matter -- until I was in High School and then only a very few.) My first experience with an uncut guy cemented my fascination with foreskin and I have loved and cherished the feel and taste of it ever since, but my most memorable experience of an uncut dick was with a guy in Nashville, Tennessee. I was visiting there overnight. We. Her legswent out and she spasmed on his fingers and he felt her clitthrob on his lips, once, twice...three times. He could not bear to wait another second. He tore his pantsopen and pushed them down just enough for his thick cockto bounce out. He plunged into her right away...no morepreliminaries, the passion for her making him crazed withdesire. Shirt still on, shoes still on, pants pushed downover his ass, he drove his cock in deep, all the way into heron that one long, steady stroke. At.