I giggled as I also saw several men in the vicinity of the bench and I pulled Mark to that central spot where I would be a prime fuck target. As we sa..., I cuddled in close to Mark and ran my hands over his covered cock and then pulled his zipper down. Mark moaned as I pulled his cock free as he watched the movie.He whispered, “Look at that slut with her pussy stretched by a black cock”. I asked, “Would you want me to be a white slut? If I took off my skirt, would you let a black man fuck me”?. I had no way of knowing how obsessed he was with me. He tried to flirt with me on several occasions but I never gave him much thought. Usually he was drunk, and I took his advances in stride, with a casual lack of interest.One night something happened that changed everything between us. I'm still not sure what it was. It could have been the beer or just the mood I was in, or something he said. In any case I looked into Dave's eyes as he pumped the keg for me and I poured myself another. But I certainly couldn't deny the woman her "pussy time" to get more tape! She was completely satisfied except for what she had planned for me. I did talk her into getting more tapes so she could record her submission of me. As I said last story, the cashier was intrigued by our antics and obviously liked how I was dressed. I'm really surprised she didn't get an invite from Veronica, but she wasn't sharing. I stood in front of the large, almost flat wicker chair and Veronica told me to. “You aren’t really very observant, Tony,” she giggled. “That’s how all my paintings are signed.”Inside, were the pictures of our various works, titles, and a dollar sign followed by exes. Next to each picture was a short block of gibberish text. I pointed to it.“What’s this?”“This is the hard part, though you shouldn’t consider anything final yet. Jade was up even later than you last night. I don’t think she slept, as a matter of fact. The girl is as obsessive as you are. But that’s why I pay.