” Her hand now rested on my thigh, softly stroking my leg. I think I get the message, I thought. But not tonight. While it was not late I was very t...red. I wondered if I could actually perform!! We talked for a while until I felt that the days travels where catching up with me. But before I left we made a date for dinner for the next night. She said she would come around and pick me up at 7pm. I left the bar with a sense of anticipation, and it was not for the presentations I had to make. Griffith was the teacher this year, and she already knew the 'otherside' of me from Fiddler. Just the same, when I opened the door andwalked in, you could have heard a pin drop. I'm sure I heard everyonesuck in their breath and hold it!"Well, hello Sandy," Ms. Griffith greeted me as though nothing was outof the ordinary. "Did everything go well in the office?" Uh, I guess so," I replied nervously. "Mr. Marshall said I should cometo class ..." That's good. Please take a seat. We were just. As my eyes adjusted to the light, I saw just how round and fullAyana’s breasts are and could also make out her prominent pubis and thick labia, that were coveredby a neatly trimmed layer of kinky, black hair. I also noticed that Bastian has light green-gray eyesthat looked very surreal and almost magical on a black man. I finally composed myself enough to speak and said, “It’s nice to meet both of you. My name isMegan and my sleeping husband’s name is Ed. Do you have any of those refreshing. ” I said, “You would rather be fucked in the ass?” as I squeezed his ass check. He just stood there. “I’m going to give you a choice boy.. My dick is either going to fuck your mouth, or your ass… Which one?” All he could say was “Please, don’t do this. I’m a State Trooper, you won’t get away with this.. Please don’t do this.” I pushed him down to the floor on his chest. I straddled his ass, grabbed a fist full of his blonde hair and asked him again, “Which is it boy, you mouth, or your ass?” He.