Why do you keep calling this video an event anyway?” Camara asked. “Come inside and I’ll show you Camara,” Robert answered. Robert led her ins...de what appeared to be a grey office building. The entrance led straight to a glass elevator. Robert pressed the button and the doors immediately opened. Robert stepped in, leading Camara with his palm on her back. He entered a code on the elevator buttons and the elevator began descending. A bead of sweat rolled down Camara’s cheek but was intercepted. "She nervously stepped inside and closed the door.After I had finished and was about to put it away, she said, "Wait! Can I touch it?" What?" I gasped. "My dick?" Yeah! Can I touch your dick?" You've never seen a dick before?" I asked."Not a big one like you got!"I have a big one? I had no idea! "Really? I have a big one?" It's fucking huge! How is it that none of the girls I know about you?"I was about to say something like, "Maybe it's because you girls all put me down when I try to talk to. I'm sure it was an honest mistake." That's very refreshing Mr Franks. I only wish more people were as open minded." Erica found herself impressed by the quiet man's straightforward approach. Most people, Erica thought, would find it difficult to be as understanding."I am afraid that I don't make enough money from my business than to be anything other than open minded," Franks said, stuffily. "Of course I could not condone criminal activity such as prostitution but my understanding of a business. We went to a great steakhouse in town and had a delicious dinner and decided to have a drink at the bar afterwards. As we walked into the bar I noticed a few guys checking me out, one in particular was a handsome black man. I climbed up on the barstool and felt my dress creep up my thighs just a bit further which attracted some more looks from the other guys as well as my husband. As we enjoyed our drinks, my hubby started stroking my thigh, moving his hand slowly upwards under my dress. I.