So, I teased him by stroking, caressing and kissing his beautiful knob for a few minutes, until he suddenly leaned on and whispered that he wanted to ...ome into my booth and fuck me. Of course I accepted the deal, as I shivered…When this black man entered my booth, I was still on my knees wanting to continue teasing him to make this excitement last for a long while.But this guy had his own plans. He pulled me up, turned me around making me put my both palms against the wall and he pulled my tiny. Tiberius and the other cupids probably think I spend most of my time watching porn flicks, never realizing how much work it actually takes to do these things my way. All they see is a fuckup who can't make quota. The problem, though, as it is with most of the matches I create, is that Gwen and Luke have no idea that each other exists. Even assuming that Luke is still in the area, the district is large enough that there is a distinct possibility that they will never run into each other. Unless. I waited a moment and then I stuck the lens of my digital camera in the doorknob opening and pressed the trigger. I had it set on video and I took about a thirty-second video clip. Then I got to hell out of there.My plan had worked perfectly, I uploaded it to my computer and then I watched it. The minister’s wife had lifted her dress way up and tucked it under her armpits, she lowered her panties to her ankles, and then she sat down very lady like. Her panties were white cotton old lady panties. The man followed her, treading a few paces behind, keeping his eyes focussed on the back of her head as they neared the fast-flowing Humber River. The ground here was wet and muddy, pools of water lurking in potholes all around them, left behind when the river had returned to its banks. As they continued to descend, drawing closer to the water’s edge, cliffs began to rise up around them, their tops lined with leafy trees, blotting out the meagre light provided by the night sky. Thick, heavy.