“Oh my, God, yeah. That’s so fucking hot. Suck it, Jess. Suck it, Jessica!”The last command all but shouted, Roberta convulsed with frightening ...ower. Heart-shaped lips opened towards me, gorgeous brown, glistening in the dusky light. At last, her hand stopped its urgent movement, her knees slammed together and her head collapsed into the back of the chair. No longer a fiery temptress, I could, once again, see youth as the dominant feature of her pretty face.A whimper brought me back to the. . AND anyone else I desire." She added, again smiling sweetly."Okay" Tony said, "I get it." So this week," she continued, "let's meet in the hotel lobby bar.... You can buy me a drink and then we can go up to my room." Sounds hot" Tony said, "I like it." Oh" my wife replied, "It'll be HOT alright!"Wednesday finally arrived and my wife and I both took the day off. I took her shopping for lingerie and then to a spa and a massage, facial and to get her hair styled. The hair stylist had specific. ******The only way David could get hard for his wife was to think of some of the many men he had seduced when he was away on business. While David was gay, the thought of 'coming out' in the small town of Hawksville was preposterous, and besides, he could not afford a divorce so he saved his liaisons for his many trips out of town on business. There, with the aid of the internet, he could meet young men and fulfill his desires. Tonight, he would think of the black man's gorgeous cock he had. One corner of the store is taken up by a big old barber chair, the kind that reclines and elevates so men can get a shave. There’s a counter with a blackboard behind it, listing numbers next to a list of prices. ‘Good morning, then, miss, can I help you?’ Emily starts, and jerks away from the voice. Almost at her elbow is a tall, striking, dark-skinned woman, dreadlocks pulled back into a sort of ponytail. She’s wearing a smock over street clothes. ‘Oh! I’m sorry! Uh, I just saw all the.