He drove me to a dark neighborhood in the far side of the town. Jerome dropped me in a front of an old house, built in two plants.He kissed me goodbye... telling I should knock at the door and wait.I saw his car’s tail lights disappearing in the darkness.I shivered as the night was cold and knocked at the door.A huge ugly black man opened and he dragged me inside, grabbing my wrist.“White married bitch is here!!” He shouted out in the dim lit room.Once inside, I saw several faces, all were dark. He stands next to the bed. I reach up and take his penis in one hand and lift it into my mouth. My other hand snugs up between the base of his cock and his hanging balls and gently pulls down, stretching… stretching. His cock is warm in my mouth. I rub my tongue along the underside of his stiffening member. Thick, so thick and smooth. He swells and lengthens as I bob my head on his cock. I can feel the veins in his thick shaft as my tongue runs up and down its length.I pull his balls downward. I had an assembly line going.At the base of the driveway two of my workers were cleaning the stuff as best they could. I was then handed the item. I ran it a bit, to make sure it worked. Then I siphoned out the gas if there was a lot left.I did not store my equipment with gas left in it. Unleaded gasoline, even with stabilizer added, is a conglomeration of stuff that does not age well.Finally, there was Brenda Thomas. She was the girl I had met a few weeks ago, who had fixed my edge trimmer.. She said nothing at first and then went on to tell me that she couldn't handle it any more. Her needs and desires had got the better of her and she knew I would not approve of such a move at these times, so she went behind my back, something she swears she's never done before and I believe her, she's never had to go off on her own.''It was stupid, but worth it,'' she told me and went on to describe the short time she spent with the couple. She then told me that it would not happen again and.