Frost. "You look familiar." I don't believe you ever saw me in an upright position." I replied."Oh, right! You're—" he paused and looked at his son,...grinning "Tom Watson, aren't you?" That would be me." It's amazing how much less crap I was taking for my name once I started shooting scratch golf and putting like a wizard, but hey, I like to be the butt of other people's jokes as well as the next guy."I still think you can't do it again." The son said as he looked at me."One thousand bucks." I. My mother has beautiful flawless white cream skin. After hours of effort, I had got the gown that down. Then with all my courage, I touched her thigh trembling. It felt hotter than a furnace. Contact was made. My heart skipped many beats. And even in dark, I must have gone loody red with sexual excitement. But my ecstasy was short lived. She coughed and slid the damn thing back. I had no option but to sleep off. But I had thought of doing better the next night.Next night came. Same position on. It was at least ten inches long, brown, and veiny and nestled in an abundance of dark-brown pubic hair. He was half-hard but twitching to become erect.“Can you help me out, Samantha?” Carlos asked again.“Yes,” I said as I grabbed his cock in both hands.I stroked his hard cock as it expanded in my hands. He continued to get bigger and harder. I licked up the front of his cock to the head. I noticed the unique musk taste of Beverly on his cock, and I moaned. I then took him in my mouth as much as. “The same. Harvey?”“The same.”He sat down and we ordered a beer, and we surreptitiously slid over our test results. We were both disease-free and the date on his was two days before, so I relaxed on that score and we chatted until our beers arrived. The booth was isolated, its being late on a Wednesday afternoon, and he said, “You’ve really never done anything with a man before?”“I whacked a couple of guys in my senior year in high school. And you?”“Nope. Wanted to for years. But for a black.