The Huntington’s townhouse was in the most fashionable area of London and invitations to the ball the most sought after of the season. It would take...some time for them to reach their destination. With nothing else to do, Marcus sat back and allowed himself the pleasure of watching his wife. A short time later Joan allowed Marcus to hand her down from the carriage and caught her first glimpse of the Huntington residence. The house itself was massive, dwarfing its neighbors on either side in both. I must say you took me by surprise. I always thought there was, let's call it a certain friction between you, girls, and me. But now I understand how you genuinely care for me. How you even went the extra mile to keep me from slipping on this narrow road of decency; the road you have decided we should all walk upon. Thank you again, sweet sisters." She once more increased the wattage of her smile and said: "I'll wear it with pride."With that she picked up the magazine she had brought, and. We talked about everything, our upbringing, challenges of school, but mostly our hopes and dreams for the future. As the day long ago passed, I remembered how her eyes kept getting brighter and brighter, her laughter more and more uninhibited. She was like no one I had ever met, serious and thoughtful one minute, hilarious the next. Her sense of humor and quick wit kept me off balance but behind the playfulness was an intellect that intrigued me. She was obviously smart, and I wasn’t at all. He looked at me and told me to go to the bedroom and get ready for him…He was at the door of the bedroom not more than two minutes later as I was taking off my silk, wet thong. He whistled softly as I laid on my bed completely naked, my pussy throbbing with the need for this black man.Then I watched him taking off his sweaty t-shirt and unfasten his pants. He had an incredible body, muscles rippling all through it; his black boxers were now coming down and I caught my first look at his huge.