Her new hot water heater was being installed. I felt a pang of remorse observing the appliance truck in the parking lot. There would go my lovely mo...ning ritual, that titillation of seeing her wet naked body. Diana sent a text inviting me to have dinner with her Saturday night, to thank me, she said. When I knocked at the door with a bouquet of flowers, she was wearing a loose fitting top with shorts. We talked pleasantly for a while. Conversation was easy; she was nice. Then she excused. I put the towel down on the couch and sat down on it. She told me she would go get the coffee ready and went in to the kitchen. The weather had turned cold and I was almost shivering in my wetclothes. She came out with the coffee and handed me a cup. I gulped down my coffee the hot cup definitely making me feel a little better. It was raining heavily now and she asked me to sty back a while longer for the rains to subside. I agreed. She asked me if I wanted a spare t-shirt I told her it would. And most of the time, everybody was cool with everybody. I’m not saying there is no racism. We’ve got bigots everywhere. However, in Boston, most folks were decent. Just living their lives. Once you get to know them, you’ll discover that they could care less about your color or stuff like that. That’s what I love about Boston. It’s a place where every man, even a Black man, can be just one of the guys. Maybe it’s culture shock but Canada isn’t like that. No matter how progressive and. ” He started rambling but was cut short. “I shouldn’t get all the pleasure!” Ashley said reaching for his briefs and pulling them off. His dick stood at attention, this made Ashley smile inwardly. She stroked it gently, teasing him, before flicking the head with her tongue. She licked the pre-cum off before taking the remainder of the head in her mouth. “Damn Ashley! OOOOOHHH! Ash stop fucking teasing me!” Miguel yelled. She responded by taking the whole 7 ½ inches into her mouth. She moved.