COME ON FUCK ME WITH THAT DIRTY COCK AND BILL DID, YOU LIKE MY BIG DICK YOU DIRTY LITTLE BIKER BITCH??OOH YA. GIVE ME THAT COCK!! I BROUGHT A BUDDY AN... HE GOING TO FUCK THIS GOOD PUSSY TOAND WHEN HE GETS DONE I'M I'M GOING TO TARE UP YOUR SLOPPY CUNT AGAIN AND IF YOUR LUCKY I'M GOING TO LET YOUR HUBBY HAVE SOME OR MABEY NOT. YOU ALLRIGHT WITH THAT??FUCK YA!! I'VE WANTED A NASTY FUCK LIKE YOU FOR A LONG TIME!!! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE WE'VE GOT ONE THAT NEEDS A ALLNIGHTER!BILL PULLS HIS COCK OUT. He closed the door and apologized again. After a few minutes of small talk and getting us both a beer he asked me if I'd like to suck his black cock. I smiled. I said, sure - doesn't matter the color, just as long as I can get it nice and hard to fuck me. At this point I completely forgot about his roommate and his friend.Darryl puts down his beer and undoes his belt and pants and just let's them fall to his ankles and tells me to come over and help myself. He's wearing tight boxer briefs. Dirt leaves covered the brown water. As Cormac had predicted, there was a clear finger penetrating into the slow molasses. The water rippled forward. At the edges, the streaming water was fighting against the standing water, creating waves and twirls. Three hundred yards ahead were mangrove trees. That’s where the creek had to exit again. Cormac stood up. He peered over the windshield. The roll bars hit him violently on the side as the tires were climbing onto rocks underneath and falling off. Ann retired early after dinner leaving me in the den watching TV. I walked over to the computer and checked my emails but there was still no response from David. I had decided not to write him sharing my feelings about the night before. Half expecting he'd write me. My mind was conflicted with feelings. Guilty... hiding my weekend from my wife. Terrified at the implications of a video tape of the whole torrid evening. What would my wife...my family...my friends think of me if they saw the video.