"Arlene, just play from here. Just go in there and play from your heart. Forget who's listening. Pretend it's me instead. You know how much I love you... playing."As they stood on the sidewalk in front of the restaurant, Arlene looked at him with damp eyes. "Is that what..." ... you said to me before I came here to audition?" Richard smiled in answer."How did you remember?" Those words got me through the audition." Why didn't you ever tell me?"Richard shook his head. "When I got to your place. Suddenly Karen pushed my hands away from her tits and started panting as her orgasm approached quickly. I lubricated one finger with her juices and rubbed her asshole just like last time. I reached behind to massage her firm buns. She straightened her body and screamed as I slipped my fingers inside both tight warm holes. She took a deep breath and froze for what felt like forever! Her spasms squeezed my fingers tight.When Karen regained her breath, she smiled 'That was amazing!' 'I fully. Often, though, a lot of dumb brothers go out there and do some dumb shit, pardon my French. They get in trouble and they make themselves and the whole community look bad. That’s sad but true. Black parents everywhere know this, and they often fear for the well-being of their sons in such a hostile world. Mine believed in protecting me from the worst of what’s out there until I was strong enough to defend myself from it. There is a certain power that comes from being a Black man. The society. " They both laughed at that one. After I was done cleaning Thomas, Cathy said, "Now that you had your breakfast, wimp, you can fix me, and my stud here, some eggs & bacon, and bring it to us in the bedroom." "Yes dear," was all I could muster in my humiliation. When I entered the bedroom with their breakfast, Thomas was leaning back against the headboard. Cathy was sitting between his legs lying back on him while he fondled her 36 C tits, tweaking her nipples between his thumb and forefinger,.