In my mind I was fucking a black cock and I fucked my pussy up into it as wildly as the woman on the screen. His words when he answered my question ca...sed an excitement to fill me that had me tensing hard. He said,, I love you with all my heart honey and if you need a dick like that to be happy Id find you one and watch you fuck him just like that guy. Oh my god Jack, you mean youd let a black guy fuck me like hes fucking her and still love me if I responded like she is….I..I…oh fuck Im cummin. I was a little put out at first because I wanted to do my morning routine with plenty of time to make my first stop of the day so I asked her what she wanted and I told her that I was heading out so that she needed do decide if she needed to call someone or not. That’s when she said, “Mister, you’re not the police are you.” Suddenly I knew what was happening. She was a prostitute on the prowl. I hadn’t caught on to that fact because of the time of day. I took a closer look at her and decided. "Thank you, Rick. That's very nice of you to say, but acceptable partners are not plentiful these days. I'm always on the lookout, of course. This is just a bit of generosity on Sally's part." Don't I get a say?" Uhn Uh. Not a chance," she laughed, then proceeded to lead me into deeper water up to her neck and my chest. "This should do," she said, whereupon she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled herself up so that her pussy was rubbing the top of my cock. She relaxed her grip on my neck. Ferman got out of the car. ‘I want to do it here.’ Frances knew this was one of his pleasures. ‘£80.’ £100 if you let me do your arse.’ Frances extended her hand for the money, took it, stuffed it in her t-shirt and turned to face the wall. She had told them to wait until he was fucking her. He entered her roughly and she made a soft squeal which was neither pleasure nor pain but the signal. Within seconds Ferman lay unconscious under a blanket on the back seat of his Jaguar and he and Frances.