We met on a friday afternoon we talked I said that it was a good offer but would have to talk to my wife.he said he could come back that night to talk...to us both about it.Oh he was a very large black man about 6.6 and about 280 but not fat n Very big hands.When my wife got home i told her that he was comming back latter that night and this could be the time we had talked about,and to put something sexey on that showed her sexey body we would see what happens She said ok but dont count on it,. ” Marsha moaned softly, “do you like that? Do you like the way I lick your cock, and suck it? Do you like the way I taste your pre-cum? God, I love sucking your cock! It makes me so horny, I want to play with myself! I’m finger-fucking my cunt, right now!” Brian gasped deeply, her sultry and suggestive words getting him more and more excited, and his cock even harder than it had been. She was being a slut, his slut, and he loved it. Marsha started to take as much of Brian into her mouth as she. ‘How did the firm get the name HBW Mrs Hudson? That wasn’t explained at my induction.’ ‘Well the three original partners were named Horsley, Bobbitt and Winkowski.’ ‘Oh, what a collection of odd names lumped together and making quite a mouthful. Some guy with a modern streak must have shaken the firm’s principals out of the cobwebs and suggested HBW?’ ‘Indeed Thomas. By the way my married name is Horsely.’ ‘Oh, no slur intended.’ ‘Well calling my name odd could be termed offensive.’ ‘Mrs. ” replied Joe. So Kevin proceeded to put the soup into bowls. Joe had an itch on his leg where the underwear leg was, so he itched it and pulled up the leg far enough to where his big balls popped out. Kevin came over and set the soup down and noticed Joe’s balls. Now Kevin thought imagine fucking the brains out of my son. But then he though that was sick and walked away. Later he came back in and noticed Joes balls were out still. “Joe,…. You know I have a full view of your balls.