But, for the moment he had to get back to work, keep the money coming in.Frank had just picked up his breakfast sandwich and coffee from the fast-food...joint in the airport, and sat down looking with a blank stare out the window. He would finish his breakfast and try to schedule a later flight; then he would call the clients, as early as they would arrive, to explain his dilemma and see if they couldn't see him this afternoon. Damn, he thought, a lot of effort, probably all of it wasted.As he. As I place the items on the belt I feel the stare knowing they have me in full view, I try to look out of the corner of my eye and I see motorcycle leather, lots of it, unisex, could be male or female but honestly it doesn’t matter to me. I’ve loved and been in love with both sex. I continue to put my items on the belt and I notice that they are still. I want to hear that leather creak, I want to see the light glint off of it just right, I want to feel its smooth texture against my skin. Id. We may have to experiment and do it in layers, but we'll figure out the most stable method. That's how we've come up with what we have now."As I walked out of the area, I could still hear Gerry muttering, "It ain't gonna work, no way, no how, not an engine block."Phil and Tiny were in my office drinking coffee when I walked in. Tiny said, "Phil and I have some thoughts about expansion that we haven't approached you with before."I sat at the table with them and was happily surprised to have Ruth. . UNNNH...FUCK fuck m-e-e-e-e," I squealed; I fully embraced my desires. I don't know if his magnificent black cock had turned me gay, but I knew I could no longer consider myself straight; I didn't care. I just wanted more. As Marcus picked up his pace, Sarah goaded him on. "That's right, stud, fuck my boyfriend's greedy ass. He loves being stuffed with black cock. He loves your black cock. Tell him, tell Marcus that you need his big black cock in your ass," she demanded. I groaned. Marcus.