He gave a slight nod. We understood each other. At that moment, if someone had told me that I would be looking at this man through a target sight late... that week, I’d have laughed… * However, it was the end of the day when I was nearly killed. I stepped off the sidewalk, only to be nearly hit by a black van with no license plates. The toe of my right loafer was flattened, and the toes were spared by a millimeter. The van came to a halt three feet away, leaving me a foot of clearance as the back. She felt like her arms were heavy, and she was moving in slow motion as she watched the big young man standing before her strip out of his clothes. She admired his smile and smiled back at him, feeling very friendly, very happy.Tommy pulled off his shoes and socks, folded his rented pants carefully and then took the girl’s hand and got her to her feet with his arm about her waist. His cock had escaped from his boxers and jutted out of the fly, jerking and filling. “Let’s go up to your room,” he. Or maybe better said as a thrill through me. Thoughts coming unbidden. First wondering about her. What her body was like. I seem to recall a photo of her posted on the blog. Young, smiling...not too thin...not too not thin... Nice skin, toned and a milk chocolate. Did she have dark chocolate aerola? Large circles or smaller? I think, silver dollar sized. Any tattoo's? My mind says no. Piercings? Perhaps at the navel along with the ears...or was that a stud in her nose. Mmm, yes, a stud I. As we talked I could see Barb was taken with him. She started to squirm, a sure sign her pussy had gotten the message and was getting a bit wet.Eventually he went to the bathroom.Barb turned to me and said, “Ypu know that fantasy of your’s, well this might be the time to make it come true.”I was a bit stunned but after thinking for a bit I said it was okay if I got to watch. The thought of actually watching a black man fuck my wife really got me excited.Roger returned then I needed a bathroom.