“Yeah, I’m here. Just come on over. I haven’t seen a friendly face in so long over here.”, she claimed. As I was traveling along the road, I f...und myself wondering what might happen. As I pulled up to her house, I noticed her sunbathing and listening to her I-pod. My heart sank when I seen her doing that cause I never seen her in a bikini before. Not to mention she had a camel toe in her bikini bottoms. I wasn’t going to say anything, so she wouldn’t feel uncomfortable. “So what brings you. Cum in..." Well, the timing was off because Rod was already cumming in me before I could beg again. He let out a vociferous, "Ahhhhhhh." Oh, that familiar and wonderful sound of a satisfied man cumming. It's universal, well, almost (I was once with a man who could climax silently). Well, Rod wasn't quiet. He was one noisy, beautiful, sexy, white boy-fucking black man, and he was mine! I had no towels on the bed. It was just my pantsless body with Rod's cum inside my ass.I knew I shouldn't have. “Yes. I need nail polish and jewelry. I’ll get onto getting some this afternoon.”Sam adjusted her blouse and walked into the kitchen to make some coffee. She was really good at making coffee, almost like she had worked in a coffee shop or something. She smiled at how good her coffee tasted and took the mug back into the living room where she sat down and casually picked up a magazine. After lazily flicking through the pages while sipping her coffee a little voice in her ear said that he thought. Janice had picked quite a billowy black dress for the wedding. Both to mask any period stains and because she's a bit "goth" anyway.We'd booked a room at the "Cumbria" Hotel (now called "Hallmark") next to Carlisle Railway Station. The Hotel had really taken us under their wing upon learning we were a couple around their 40's getting married for the 1st time with no guests.The Maitre D' had volunteered to be my best man so he was with us when the limousine dropped us back outside the Hotel.We'd.