He couldn't be certain after the first night that she really wanted him, but she'd made that clear yesterday. And then left. Not that Tim had been cap...ble of more, but she could have stayed. And he'd missed her when she'd gone, and that mattered more to him than the chance for more intimacy. He was inattentive at the store, daydreaming enough that his co-workers noticed. One had witnessed his intense expression when talking to Carolyn two days earlier, and made the connection; when Tim admitted. David was in doubt whatsoever that they wanted him out of the way so that the two of them could continue to scheme in his absence. He needed to be on his guard.David went into the kitchen and made Mrs Lewis a cup of coffee while he tried to consider what the two of them might be scheming. Whatever they were planning it would certainly involve him, the rest of it he would have to wait and see, only time would tell. He took Mrs Lewis her coffee."I see you didn't buy yourself a new pair of trunks. Then, he told me his baby momma has been tripping lately saying he was no good and lazy. I offered some empathy and told him I could tell he was a hard worker out here hustling to provide for his k**s. I reached over and rubbed his crotch. His dick was already getting hard.”“He told me I should go on and pull it out,” the artsy queer kept recalled. “So, I did. It was already getting hard. He’s not quite as big as you, but he’s got about nine inches and it’s got decent width too. He’s a slim,. "Sure not a problem." Tyrone hollered back.Brian gulped a shot a shot down feeling the pleasant burn go down his throat than settling into his stomach. The alcohol wasn't able to settle the anxiety that that was filling his stomach at the thought of his beautiful chaste wife fucking Tyrone's ebony cock. He wondered if the myth was really true about black men being well hung and if the saying 'once you go black you never go back' was legitimate."Honey we're going upstairs want to join us?" As my.