.. Do you want to continue?" Do you want me to continue?" (Throwing it back on me as she moved her mouth to my cock and massaged my balls)"You asked m... if I wanted you to have a Black guy." Mmmmm?" ( a swirl and a suck)"I guess it would be OK if you had a Black guy."She lifted her head off my cock"So, you want me to have a Black guy?" If it happened.....here....as part of an adventure..."She squeezed my balls rhythmically. "If?" OK, I want you to have a Black guy!" Oh B, thank you!"We lay. It was time now to take it.The soft head of his erect penis worked itself up and down between my lips and against my clitoris. For a moment, this revived my prior feelings. I felt my vagina get moist. Maybe that will make it hurt less, I thought.Then, without warning or hesitation he pushed himself inside of me.“Oh Fuck!” I screamed. “Fuck, Art… I can’t! Please… it HURTS!” Art didn’t stop, though he let it sit inside me a moment as if to let me anguish in the pain.“Jack!” I tried calling for. I took off my trousers and I was only in my boxers. She was smiling and touched my dick with her feet and God it felt so good. She got up and took off my boxers and she started sucking my dick. She was sucking my dick like a pro and it felt really awesome. I was sitting and she was moving her mouth to and fro off my dick. She was smiling at me while giving a blowjob and that made my dick rock hard. She blew my dick for about 10 minutes and she then took her shorts off and told me “Now eat me. Apparently, he was conducting training sessions about a new sport utility vehicle. The sessions were repetitive and mind-numbing. Before his last scheduled session, Joe slipped out the back door for a smoke and a quick snort. When he returned to the conference room only one trainee showed up. But this trainee wasn't your typical salesman. Actually, she was no salesman at all ...At this point I interrupted Joe's tale. "Joe, everyday I sit here and listen to all these war stories. But it seems.