When all those who'd been tied were moving with trainers I went back to the pen.It didn't take long to get all the post occupied again and since there...was plenty of daylight left I intended to go back to our place and bring down a few more horses which were already trained. Catla, Keeta, and the twins stayed at Routata's camp while the rest of us headed up to our cave.Rayta and Daro were thrilled to get to go along. I took them mostly so I could help with their riding lessons as we went, but I. “Mornin’ sista,” a voice said. Oh my. I wasn’t looking into the black void of the inside of the shop. I was looking at the black chest of the very, very big barista. He was at least six-ten. I thought at first, he was wearing a black tank top, but it proved to be a black dress shirt from which he’d torn the sleeves. His arms were as big around as my head! Seattle simply does not prepare you for this. The last black man I’d seen in Seattle was on the basketball court Friday night. Of course, I’d. She parted her puffy lips and it flickered and glistened from the beading light posts that we were passing outside. With one hand I undid my fly and started pulling on my cock. “Am I making you hot Kipp, with two P’s?” She asked. I didn’t know if it was the way she called my name or the way she said P’s, but her voice was putting a spell on my shit like a snake charmer. I nodded in agreement as I continued to beat my meat and she continued to pump her beaver in and out with her toy. She sure. My eyes were fixated on the feast before me and no matter how much I looked, I couldn't get enough. I wanted to taste her, to bury my face in her right now but it just wasn't possible between our positioning and my sunburn. As I thought about it though my orgasm rose to a peak that seemed to match Belinda's and the moment I heard her breathing become ragged I tumbled over the edge.By the time I felt myself coming down Belinda was gently easing my fingers from her.“Fuck, Jess, I'm so sensitive.