It only took a fraction of second to work through and relax. Tina slipped her fingers between my cheeks, only a little way before pulling them back. I...felt her kiss the side of my neck.“Thank you,” she said.“Huh?” She didn’t respond, just kissed me again.I heard the tube spurt again and then felt the same cold on my arse, only this time the pressure was pushing out on both cheeks. Having rubbed, whatever it was into the edge of my crack, I heard and felt more cream being put onto each cheek.. She felt herself panicking a little, now that the events of yesterday afternoon, last night and this morning suddenly came to bear. ‘Who, y’know, over the age of 25 sleeps with someone without even knowing their last name?!’ She vaguely noticed her southern accent coming in to full swing as disappointment in herself mounted, ‘I’m such a mess. How did this all happen?’ ‘I do it all the time,’ Matt retorted with a grin. ‘And as for how it happened…’ He wiggled his eyebrows at her. Lucy sighed,. Why hasn’t she taken on a t-gurl?” “I am not sure why, but I think there are two reasons really. First, she is now “black owned.” She is passed from one black man to others fairly regularly and I tag along and watch or I get to clean her up afterwards.” “Nice! What’s the other reason?” “I, well, this is kinda my thing. My one bit of straying. I keep this private.” “Ok. I get it. So, the black guys fuck her and use her and you every once in a while have a fling with a t-gurl. Good. We had been married a little over five years.So the only person I wanted to call before I left was Stella. Her husband Jackson and I served together in Vietnam. He and I were on the same flight to the paradise of Southeast Asia on our all expenses paid tour provided by the U.S. Army. We became friends and spent all of my first tour in the same company. Jackson lost his battle with cancer shortly before I got out of the army. I met Stella at one of the reunions of the company after I retired. We.