" Sipping the last of my bellini, Ethan helps me down off the bar stool and places his hand on the small of my back. We leave the bar and walk hand in...hand through the buzz of the street as people slowly mill about; he wraps a protective arm around me when some drunk guys leer and holler. I am a petite, curvy brunette, I stand at five foot three in pumps and tuck neatly under his arm as he kisses my forehead. We wait at the taxi rank until a black cab pulls up; getting in, Ethan tells the. He said he just had a curiosity about black cock. He said he would be scared to go out and get a stranger so he inquired about it with our neighbor. I said "I was talking about you dressed in a panty; what were you thinking?" He said "oh that, I don't know just something for the moment."It took me a few days but I planned to change our sex life, for the better, for both of us. I started by going to my favorite adult book store and purchasing a strap-on, a dildo, and vibrator. I stopped by the. ....he pushed it a little bit more inside me a little deeper the entire head went in. Then he pulled it out very slow. I told him if he do that again he had to stop. I couldn't catch my breath but he knew he could tease me all night and i would lay there and take every dip and grind and pull out he gave me. Thats when he got up his cock swinged back and forth and that is the only thing i could see. I watched him as he walked over to the dresser and pull out a condom and came back over. “Daddy?” his daughter called to him, blue eyes sparkling. “What’s for dessert?” That... did it. The hammering in his head disappeared, and Julius was ready for a completely different kind of hammering. He smirked and got up from his chair, walking up to his daughter. He put both hands on her shoulders. Amaura tried to turn, but he kept her in place. He was used to move heavy logs, his daughter was so light and lithe, so warm and soft. “Dessert it’s a surprise,” he growled into his ear.She.