She looked up at me and our eyes met. She spoke in a solemn tone. “You have no idea how much I have wanted to make love with a Black man. No idea ...ow often I have day dreamed of having a big black cock in front of my face like yours is right now. You will have to bear with me just now Allie, because I’m going to act out one of my all time best fantasies.” With that she took my cock head into her mouth. Exquisitely, she pursed her mouth so that only her inner lips were in contact with my. It had a picnic table and bench. I was wearing my normal style short pleated skirt, petticoat, stockings, garter belt, panties, bra, blouse short "bob" cut wig, makeup and of course my signature pink glossed lips. His cock was so hard I could see the outline of it under his pants. He reached and raised my skirt and petti then he let out a long deep sigh seeing my little bump under my black lace panties. He pulled me close sliding his hand inside my panties and pulling them down rubbing my bald. I too was alone, and still felt it when primal urges were trying to take control. Hence my seeking someone to enjoy those urges with. I rarely judge anyone by appearance alone, but don’t think of myself as a Saint because of that, just someone wanting to share passion, another warm body, and yes,,, release. She was a surprise in the meeting at my earlier assignment in Chennai, and I probably wouldn’t have given her a look had we passed on the street, but when we met, I sensed a longing in her. My feet made funny slapping noises asI padded down the hall with my dick cock swayingabsurdly between my legs. I reached the closet door,and with one hand I slowly opened it.There stood Brad. He was naked.Candace’s voice drifted up from behind the back of thecouch. “Happy birthday.”He was gorgeous. His body was perfectly formed,muscular but not extreme, with just the tiniest traceof love handles. He had short black hair, and hardeyes. His chest was broad and flat, with only a.