I replied and told her that she had made me hard and I was going to bed to wait for her ''will you be long?'' I asked...... no replyIn bed I slowly te...sed my hardening cock as I read a few stories online and watched a couple of my favourite videos. Before I knew it, it was 5am and still not heard a word. I text again asking if she needed a lift home..... no reply. By 6am I was worried and tried calling, it rang and then went to answer machine, I left a message.At 7:30am I heard the front door. It took several weeks but we wanted to make sure everything was perfect.We decided against the internet and opted to drive well over 100 miles to this night club that we knew was frequented by many black men. My 28 year old wife got ready for her night by having a manicure with her nails finished with a shiny clear polish (her nails are very long and hard and some have thought she has fake nails) and a waxing of her pubic hair, Usually she leaves a little blond landing strip but for this. He caught on the last part, remembering also. Your voice and they way you sang like you were singing right to me made me quiver everywhere. I wished you would have hopped right off the stage, kissed me, taken me backstage, and made love to me on top of a speaker. I bit my lip as he processed this. He noticed and chuckled in response, cupping his hand around my cheek while using his thumb to ease the grip my canines had on my lower lip. I sighed. You were really that into me? he asked. I nodded. " Yes, Your Grace?" He turned to give James his full attention."If the trees in that grove Pawlak is lusting over are that good, yes, he can harvest them for housing. But, ONLY for housing, and only that one patch. I'm not having this island cleared of trees. We bring wood from the mainland, or build the rest of the housing there." Yes, Your Grace." Ola turned back to his desk, making a note. A page ran in, a chalkboard slate in his hand. He stopped before the King's desk."Flag message, Your.