Itwas almost a month before someone called me, and asked to come over.Grandpa said it was okay, but he had his gun in his lap when grandma letthe guy ...n."Hello," he said, "my name is Mike, and I work for some people that thebookie dealt with. Going over his books we saw that Diane was workingoff a debt she incurred by waiting tables." Is there a problem?" grandma asked. "Diane did everything she was toldto do, and she did not shoot that man!"He held up his hands, then... "No Ma'am, there isn't. I was stoking him and used my other hand to up his balls. I felt him getting hard in my hands. I ran my hand up and around his abs and thighs all while his dick getting harder and harder.He was huge, much larger than me, but not fully hard yet. I could barely fit my hand around his dick. I was so turned on by being on my knees in front of this hung black man.At this point, I just gave in. Here I was, a hung black man in my bedroom, me on my knees in front of him, this was exactly where I’ve. He was right, it did get 'my blood flowing'. I just blushed and looked away."You like my games too, don't you?" he asked, without waiting for an answer, "The Texts really turned you on, didn't they?" he continued, "You've never done anything like this before? Have you?"I didn't know which question to answer first, so I just smiled, sipped my wine and nodded."Ha, ha, ha," he laughed, "I bet you're still wet from fingering yourself this afternoon, aren't you?" Tommy slipped his hand back up my. I let out a low moan. Fuck, this felt great. Slowly still, he took in more of my cock into his warm mouth, inch by inch. He used his free hands and massaged my balls, which only added to the insane amount of pleasure I was feeling. After a few minutes, he took my cock out. I whined, wanting more.“I wanna try one of those new things. You mind?”I was curious, so what the hell. I nodded. He smiled again and bent down and licked my balls. I moaned again, loving his tongue on my body. He licked his.