The waiting was getting me nowhere though. The sun was setting after hours of just sitting on my bum, so I got back up on my feet and decided to try m... luck outside. Just as I was about to leave, one of the residents passed me in the stairway. After explaining the situation to her, the only tip she could offer was that he sometimes spent his evenings getting drunk, since she had occasionally seen him stumbling home. The odds of running into him by accident were astronomical, but it was worth a. He felt betrayed. She felt vindicated.And finally, there was an encounter with that very dark angel just beforehe met Aimee. She had actually called him a pussyboy. She meant it as aninsult. Be it so. He would be invited by life to travel a parallel paththat would lead him far beyond the fear of labels. Enter Aimee, from stage right. She was a beautiful and talented artist.She later went on to show her paintings and sculpture all over the world.She liked girls as well as boys. A steady diet of. He spreads my legs further, he lifts one foot to the couch and you see my black lace thong has been moved to the side. You watch as his face is buried between my legs. You know how sweet I taste so you are not shocked when he says 'mmmm.'I moan as he works between my legs and you watch him slide his hand up my leg. You can't see but you know he has his thumb inside me and you can see my hips bucking against him. After all of the teasing, I am ready to cum. I say, "baby I'm going to cum," and he. Well in walks this 6"5 very toned very sexy black guy ,when I say sexy he is the sexiest guy I've laid my eyes on and the body his arms were huge ,not one ounce of fat ,man the thoughts going through my head were insane but the one thing I knew is I had to have him 100% I would do everything I could to get this guy to fuck meAfter he was finished setting it up I noticed that he really didn't pay much attention to my wife even though she is smoking hot he looked right through her which I found.