Sounded pretty good to me.I have to quit buying the cars I would have loved to have in my first life.I mused a bit. Knowing what's coming is great.I h...d a 1951 Mercury two door deluxe. It was being turned into the cruiser rod of cruiser rods. Chopped and channeled, the Merc was going to get a '57 Hemi engine first and a 426 with the A833 4 speed as soon as it came out.There was a 1955 chebby just waiting for the coming 302 ... the Z28 302. Grace is not the only one to want a '57 two door, but. " I pulled the vibrator out of her, making her juices flow more freely onto our bed. My hard 8 inch cock could hardly stay in my pants as it was, so I pull it out with the hand that had her nectar on it, rubbed her drool up and down the shaft and a little bit on my pulsating head. I then tied her ankles with the rope, and on my knees, told her to clean my cock with her mouth. She began to run her tongue up and down my shaft, and then I grabbed her head, and started to fuck her throat, almost. Over the next couple of weeks we always seemed to be at the gym at the same time, and had similar workout routines. We had spoken a few times, and even flirted with each other. We both seemed to enjoy the banter and attention. I had not typically been attracted to black women before, but she was definitely an exception.On this day we had moved easily thru our workouts, flirting and teasing a little along the way. We finished up and headed to our respective locker rooms to shower. This had. In a sleeveless dress or shirt they called to me like mermaids on the rock of her body. Like her cheeks, they were burnished in the way that smooth curves on wooden furniture become after frequent careful polishing.Candy’s breasts were on the reasonable side of large. She was a bountiful woman, richly endowed with natural gifts. Her stomach was lean and firm and her navel neat and quite deep. Through her bronzed skin grew microscopic blonde hairs that most people wouldn’t even notice, but when.