I chose to spend the day on the internet. I streamed a whole season of an ancient TV show.Just after noon one of my cop ‘friends’ called. “John ... know you don’t ordinarily work with the cops, but a local homeless man got killed. He did a bit several years ago so he would have qualified for FreeBird services. I just wondered if you had come across him.”“I don’t know cons are like war vets, way to many of them are homeless. The weather is about to turn, so they are looking for places to squat.. Her hair was in two pigtail braids, and she had braces in her mouth. She looked a bit like Sheeta from castle in the sky. Her tits looked to be bigger than Lila’s and looked to be about the size of a large orange. She wore jeans and a cute red sweater. “Really? Because I like you.” Andre said“R-really?” Jasmine looked at him with big brown eyes. “It’s kinda rainy. Can I wait in your house until the rain calms down?” Jasmine meekly nodded. “My parents aren’t home though.” Andre smirked and knew. Dusting the furniture was like my small hand daintily sliding along his thick, smooth, veiny shaft, stroking it sexily. Hell, even watering the plants was his semen spilling into my vagina. All day long I was wet and wanting. And I was confused.I love Tony. With all my heart. He’s my husband. So what’s wrong with me? What is it that makes me want to have made, passionate, fully-reproductive sex with another man? A black man? Was it me? Was it Tony? Was it Ron? Was it Ron’s bedroom? What about. "I looked up, completely startled. "No! You wouldn't really, would you?"He stood and moved towards me. "Yes, I think maybe I will." He caught my wrist and pulled me towards him. I still thought he was just teasing and gave a little laugh as he pulled me closer. Then he sat down on a large rock and started to pull me towards his lap. Still laughing, I let him bend me over his legs. Then he completely surprised me by using one of his legs to lock my own and his left hand to hold both of my.