They talked on for another minute or so debating how they should ask me, I only realised later there was no doubt in either of their minds that I’d ...ccept their suggestion. Then I remembered one of their earlier comments.Leaving the kitchen and I walked back through the house and upstairs to our bedroom. Once there I donned a pair of black stocking with a wide lacy tops attached to that nice black suspender belt and my highest (and newest) red patent leather 5½” high heeled court shoes. Not. She also was really turned on by the contrast of their dark skin against her pale skin. Another thing was the taboo aspect of it all with her being brought up in the deep South.I asked her about cock size and she told me that nearly every one she experienced was larger than normal but the big thing was she thought their black cocks were just gorgeous and they seemed to be used in such a way that satisfied her very well. I made the lame joke about "once you go black, you can never go back" and. ”“You think?”“I think we aren’t going to get any serious Christmas shopping done until you get this part taken care of.”I grinned at Bree and went into the store. It was simple. A pear-cut diamond solitaire in a platinum setting. It wasn’t too big. It had an interlocking wedding band and I bought the set. A guy needs something for his hope chest, I guess.“I don’t want to see it until she wears it,” Bree said. Great. Now I had a diamond burning a hole in my pocket. “Look! Let’s get the boys some. I've never played just the tip nothing without a condom. She kept moving my cock back and forth between her clit to her lips. Then she would focus my cock just in between her lips. Rubbing it back and forth making herself drenched and my cock rock hard. She quickly stood up and pulled off her satin panties. She tossed them behind her hitting off the door frame.That was when she grabbed the base of my hard cock and she completed sat down on my uncovered cock. The feeling was orgasmic, her.