You run your fingers under my nose and tell me to suck on your fingers. I slowly suck your fingers savoring your juices.You say “that is just a tast... to you motivated to follow instructions.” You move away from me and sit in a chair in the corner of the room. You tell me to crawl to where I hear your voice. You keep calling me over until I make it there. I ask if I can remove the blindfold: You reply “No sweet boy you have not earned the right to see me naked yet”. I kneel in front of you. So I nervously knocked on his motel room and the door opens up to a completely naked black man just standing in the door way with his big black cock just hanging there ready for me. This is why I love black men. They don't have any shame with their superior black cocks. They know both white men and white women crave the power that their big dicks possess and have no problem showing it off. He knew why I was there and as I walked in he closed the door behind me, lit up a cigarette, and sat on. I was glad my wife Arlene wasn’t home from shopping yet.Arty said, “Hi Mrs. Turner”, she turned to look at Arty. “Hey Arty I didn’t know you were home from college”. She sees me following right behind, “Oh, hi Ed what can I do for you guys?” Arty said “I thought you might need help with the sun screen lotion”. Do you want me to put some on your back?” she replied with a big smile, “Oh, that would be great.” Arty started rubbing the lotion on her back and was working his way down to her ass. He. "And just a touch of cream if you please," she finished.Rick poured his coffee black, took a sip then moved behind his largedesk once again to look out over the great, gray city below."I guess I was born too late. Should have been born three decadesearlier. Then I would have seen it all," Rick mused in thought aloud."Well, you've done more than well for yourself darling! I certainlywouldn't complain. You're a man who as everything!" Ms. Lawrencereturned."Well, I'm single again," he replied..