Amy and I stayed downstairs, feeling a little like interlopers in our own home.And we could hear them, a little. That was embarrassing."Want to hit th... porch?" I asked."I'm supposed to be in here, communing with my brother," Amy reminded me."Yeah." Y'know," Amy said, "all this foolishness is going to make it even more difficult for Shiggie, if he does come out." True. He'll be seen as having deliberately deceived the news media. But, for the moment, Samantha's presence has taken the pressure. Fifteen minutes after I put the room key into my pocket, we were inside the room and settled in completely.All the electronic and electrical gizmos were plugged in and proved to be working. I settled in for the night with my Dell very slow laptop. It wasn’t slow unless you compared it to a really good laptop. Otherwise it was a good functioning machine.I used it that night to purchase several items which would be easy to repackage and resell. To reduce the risks I bought only items from sellers. You're the first person I've run into that we can both connect with physically. Last night as I drifted off, it occurred to me that you might just be the missing link between myself and Elise. If you could only bridge the chasm between us... "So that was it. I was supposed to be the glue to hold together a broken marriage. Did I really want to get involved in something that messy?"... and possibly you might be free to join us for dinner tonight to discuss this further. Elise would certainly. Now her red-lipsticked mouth formed a perfect 'O' as she took in his long, thick dark shaft into her warm and inviting mouth. The musky masculine aroma of his heated loins was intoxicating to her aroused senses. His kinky hair surrounding the throbbing, thick black cock tickled her nose as she lovingly caressed his swollen, sperm-laden balls.The Negro hovering over the beautiful blonde trophy wife knew that he was about to shoot his wad. Marcus did not want his thick, dark sperm to go to waste.