I hesitated for a moment then knocked on the door.I heard movement inside. I felt my stomach flutter in excitement and nervousness. The door opened an... there he was a big powerful black man. He invited me in and placing his hand on my lower back guided me into the room. It was very big, a lot bigger than mine. There was some music playing. I sat down on the sofa in front of a table full of weed. He came back carrying a bottle of vodka and some glasses. He sat next to me and poured us a large. "No, on the other side." He said smiling. "Here?" "Ok, let me take care of that for you." I was still naked and hard as rock with still some cum oozing from mycock. He stepped forward and his bulge met my cock, he was at least two inchesbigger than me. What he did next knocked the air out of me, instead of using his finger toclean what I was sure was cum from the corner of my lips he used his tongueand licked me like if there was no tomorrow. Then his long fat tongue madeits way inside my mouth. Of course, she had no way of knowing about his fuck-session that afternoon with Wendy."Bob, you're not even going to make me cum if you fuck me like this!" Ingrid complained. "Faster! Oh, for God's sake, now you're cumming without me!"His hips had begun jerking spasmodically between her thighs and Ingrid recognized the movement as a sure sign of jism boiling in his balls. Finally Bob started fucking her faster, pistoning his huge prick in and out of her pussy as he prepared to spurt.In his. She would always return to the head and give it a little attention. This whole time I was laying back but propping myself up with my elbows. We just stared at each other while she did all this. She was phenomenal.After about 5 minutes of this she stood up and began to unzip her jeans. She asked if I was ready and I nodded yes with a smile. She very sexily, like a strip tease, began to move her hips to whatever music was in her head and began to slowly remove her jeans. With a minute or so she.