Neither of us wanted to suck each other, neither of us wanted to get fucked by the other. I just thought of him when you told me your fantasy about bl...wing a black guy. He’s married too, and he went and got tested last week, he brought the papers to prove he was HIV-, so you would know that he was clean. He has never fucked or been fucked by a guy, he only has sex with his wife. If you want him to leave, he will.”I looked over Gary’s shoulder. Rick was exiting the pool, walking up the steps. I. Julius could never properly explain The Event to anyone – not to the neighbors, not to the police, not to the curious UFOlogists trespassing on his property whenever the moon shone full in a night sky free of clouds or light pollution, and certainly not even to himself. It had been a clear black night with a clear white moon, and he had been up late tinkering with various gadgets in his room – taking them apart, putting them back together, even scrapping together brand new inventions with bits. I became her emergency “handyman” after a big electrical storm. I loaned her terrified daughters some flashlights and became the neighborhood hero. Michelle returned the favor with some dinners, and the dinners turned into dates and the dates turned into the best sex we both ever had. Well this story is about one thing no one would guess about this classy mother of two. Michelle’s daughter had one of those electric powered pink Barbie doll Jeeps that she drove up and down the block almost all. Her wedding rings glinted in the light from the bedside lamps."I love you Slave." I love you Master."I bent to lick her, but Serena interrupted me."Please fuck me Master. Fuck me and name me."What's a bloke to do when he is begged so prettily? I got into position and could see for myself that foreplay of any kind was completely unnecessary. Her thighs glistened with her juices. Of course I was so turned on that I'd probably cum on the first stroke. Time to even the score a bit."You may not cum.