"Yes," I replied. I didn't want to hurt his feelings, but I didn't want to be dishonest with him, or deceitful; and if me seeing other guys (and other...black guys) was a deal breaker, it was better to face that now, instead of later on. In fact, I had plans for later that same day to meet up with a black guy I'd been seeing (read: 'fucking'), and I told him this. Surely, I told myself, this will end our brief dating experience if anything would; but, it didn't."I'm fine with that," Robert. I debated if I should answer and finally decided to, “Hello,”“Arthur Kennedy here, is this BJ?”“Yes, this is BJ. Good morning Arthur, say good morning to the rest of the panel for me if you would.”“BJ, give me a second to transfer my call the conference phone on the round table. BJ, I hope I am not interrupting your breakfast,” Arthur said.“No, we just finished up and are listening to your broadcast before we get started with our day. It was a very late, very busy night,” I replied.“Yes, I can. She walked to the gaming table, and with a sweep of her hand, cleared it of cards and Frasier’s empty promises of payment. She lay on the table, ran a hand across her pussy. Frasier stood, as if to leave, but Gabby was ahead of him. “Don’t you fucking dare. You stay, over there, you sit and watch, and afterwards, there is no afterwards.”Frasier slunk to the corner of the room, as his wife began to pay off the debt he had accrued that night. Five men, one woman. One very angry, but determined. It was about 9 inches long and very hard. I licked the big head all around and began to forget where I was. I heard the woman say something and then heard a little knock as the door and her telling me to open up. I took my lips from the monster cock and opened the cubicle. As I did so, i saw her standing with a video camera as I had her boyfriends cock in my hand. She laughed and said "oh, we have a dirty little one here, baby"She told me to keep sucking. I did and started to take his cock.