He sat down beside luke across from me on the single bed and i gave the two of them quite a view i asked j was he still hard and he said oh yes i aske... if he would like to take it out, oh yes please he said and out came his little dicky so cute and small i said, j said its notting like lukes dick, so i said well take it out to him aswell that i wanted to see if it is true what i heard about black guys being huge, j said it is so sat back and luke stood up and untied his belt and let his pants. At 6’3”, he towered over me (5’6”). Jeez, what a build on this guy. He was solid, not ripped—built like a true man. And that accent. He was fresh from the shores of the Emerald Isle. He was handsome, 30 years old; he was everything I wanted in a man. What started off as innocent banter ended up with my ankles at my ears. We were drinking with the rest of the players, challenging each other like we did on the pitch during the match. I had been drawn to him not only because he radiated sexual. “You’d make a good lawyer Randy. Go to law school and I’ll hire ya. Can I pay in pussy?” We laughed and she answered my question. “Nope, never been with a man more than a year or two younger than me. I don’t do this….” She sheepishly added. I feared she’d get self conscious and scared, but she wanted to hear it so I spoiled the beans. I told her about the “Divorcee Spencer” as I called my former boss and sex partner. I told her how I first noticed my attraction to matronly women as I hung. She lifted her hands to her face and smiled when she saw the rope marks that adorned her wrists. Her eyes shot open at the realization that she could have ropes marks on her breasts, arms and legs. I grinned as I watched her brain process the information as she sat up and ran her fingers over the rope marks on her breasts, arms and legs.I brushed her arm and said, “There is a full length mirror in the bathroom, Cyra. Your porcelain skin is the perfect canvas for rope marks. Go have a look. I.