And thought the more I kept thinking, this guy might be prefect. He was a black guy, I’d say in his late 30’s, nicely dressed, pretty well b...ilt but not a complete jock type. He was maybe 6’ tall, I figured I could fend him off if things got out of hand. Kel didn’t give me any guidelines on race so I hesitated again. The thought to a black man raping my wife, when she actually didn’t know in advance his skin color instantly made up my mind.I though about what line I would use with him.. He was used to the thought by now anyway and was beginning to become more comfortable with his sexuality. Being gay was no longer a big deal for Daniel but he still had one big problem. Nobody else knew about it, not even his closest friends and family. He wanted to tell people but every time he got close to telling someone, he chickened out at the last moment and had to come up with some ridiculous way of finishing his sentence. The pressure was slowly killing him and he was beginning to feel. Once they finished they headed towards his car. "I'm going to treat youto lunch at my pub. Take me to The Legend. Once we get there I'llexplain everything.", she said during the short drive there. Dan wasreally confused, part of him was turned on by all this and part of himwas scared to death.They arrived at the pub and sat down. Nicole; their waitress, dressedin a black sports bra that barely contained her D-cup breasts and tightgray jeans like most of the other girls that worked there, came. She was getting all hot and bothered herself. She worked her little hand down to that gigantic bulge in his pants. She undid his pants and took his rock hard throbbing cock out and began to stroke it. There was already a puddle of precum forming at the tip as she stroked him up and down. Then, she got down on the ground between his legs and slid the head of his cock between her sweet full lips. When he felt the warms of her mouth wrapped around his throbbing cock he damn near fainted. She.