Like every black man who had been entered into my little black book he was well-endowed to the point of being ridiculous. Long; thick, veiny and toppe... by a bulbous knob that just begged to be sucked ... which is what I did next. He lay back and let me have my way. I completely ignored the reality that behind me I had his wife looking on as I lowered my head to take him into my welcoming mouth. He groaned his approval and put his hand behind my head and softly stroked my hair as I began to bob. ” Jason moved his computer and notebook aside, then brought two mugs to the table. They were silent as he poured coffee into her mug and into his. He brought over his honey bowl then asked, “Would you like cinnamon in your coffee?” “Wow! You like cinnamon, too. That’s so cool. I love cinnamon in my coffee.” Again, Jason had to chuckle at her enthusiastic response while he got his little jar of cinnamon and placed it on the table with a spoon. When Allison moved to sit down, her leg brushed his. Oh, Damn! Why here?” Jared turned away from Sophia, looking around at the gray wall going up.“Ladies and Gentlemen, this is the Confederacy. We are here for a pickup.“Jared Baker, Monica Grant, Dwayne King. Please come over here.”Jared joined the other two sponsors. He noticed as he did so that the Marines had laid their fields down to collect people from all of the houses on this secluded beach. There were ten houses, most with only two residents and one or two staff. Maybe only a dozen family. At the age of thirty she was still a ten. Is that PC? Fuck it who cares. I get a woody just describing Maire’s body.She came towards me with a big smile and gave me a big full body hug, making sure to press her big tits against my body. That seemed encouraging. “We finally meet, I’ve heard so much about you,” she said. Terry has been talking to her about me? “I’ve heard a bit about you as well,” I said mischievously. She laughed, “I bet you have.”The rest of the afternoon was filled with.