’ We settled to sipping wine and I almost jumped out of my chair when I felt what could only be her bare foot rubbing my thigh! I stared at her and ...he sipped her wine with a cool smile as Calvin talked about the joys of Cajun cooking, completely unaware of what was going on under the table. Her foot slid up and began gently massaging my crotch. I tried to keep up the conversational thread but I’m pretty sure that I did a lousy job. She talked about learning to cook with her mom as a girl and. Anyway, I had to get ready. I trimmed my hairs on the chest and shaved my underarms and pubic hairs and was all ready now. She messaged me that her husband is leaving at 5 PM, and I should reach at 5.30 PM.She will leave the door open, and I should directly come in. She asked me to be ready and take the Viagra at 4.30 PM. I took the Viagra tablet and then wore blue panties. My cock was finding it hard to be in it. But somehow I managed to wear it. I then wore shorts and a t-shirt and waited for. I notice elle watching intensely so I tell her to reach down and stroke me. She does for a few strokes and stops cuz drunky snores loud and scares us. I then tell her i wish she could suck it. She says "o.k" and i then ask if she's sure. To which she responds by grabbing my hand and making me feel her warm dripping wet pussy. I then kneel down next to her head and place my throbbing cock near her mouth. She listens real quick for movement, hears nothing and sticks her tounge out like a frog. “Kimberly, where are we? Where are our clothes? Who is this girl?”Kimberly replied, “I don’t use that racist white girl name anymore. My new name is Corecia. My friend is called Quanesha. We’re at Daddy’s place and we only wear clothes when we go out to pay our reparations to Black Daddy’s.”“Why would your daddy have naked girls at his place? I don’t understand.”“I’m not talking about my racist white daddy silly” Corecia giggled. I’m talking about our Black Daddy. This is his place. He helps us.