As I broke the hug, I looked deep into her eyes and knew this was the right thing to do. I pulled her into a kiss that she responded to with equal int...nsity, letting our mouths say what our words could not. As we broke the kiss, I saw a single tear begin to fall down her cheek.“Janet, I want you to get a knife, one that is not coated in anything, so that we can get this started.”“Why are you in such a rush?” Janet asked, pain and fear in her voice. “You told them by evening meal.”“I know, I did. “This what you wanted Megan?, My big, black, dick, fucking your white, tight pussy?”, he groaned out in between strokes, our faces inches from one another, his hot, labored breath blowing against my face.“Yes!….Yes!…..Yes!, I wanted your big, black cock so bad, You're going to make me cum on that black dick, don’t stop, fuck my white pussy, Sean!”, I screamed out like a banshee.My lust and want overtaking every part of my being, I stared up at this strong black, stranger, his incredibly, fit. Sometimes we even re-live that one time. She calls out his name while I'm in her, make believing she is with him. During these times, sex for both of us is incredible! Afterwards we don't talk about it and I wait patiently for the next time. Recently something happened that might have changed everything from here on. I saw Trish do things that I never believed she was capable of doing. I think she surprised even herself. It appears that the future may hold entirely different outcomes then I. She was being bedded by a long-standing beau from Jack’s parliamentary days. It was a vigorous and wholly satisfactory arrangement until he was promoted to Chief Whip. Whips of the conventional kind played no part in Catherine’s inner desires but she was deeply appreciative of a man with a substantial cock, an acute imagination and real stamina. Thus it was a major disappointment when he gently broke the news that their relationship had to come to an end, his party was about to launch a moral.