“Sorry didn’t mean to be rude but I couldn’t help it. Where is your husband?”I was still off guard so I told him my husband had to go home. Wh...n I quizzed him he told me he and his wife had a fight and she threw him out of their room. I offered him a shot as he slipped into the tub opposite me. In the process of getting the shot, he slid around closer to me. I asked what the fight was about. She had been nagging him about his growing waist. As I said, a slight beer gut but not too bad. He told. .she did just that...at first she jus moved herself a bit slow..trying to adjust to my cock...aching a nice ooooh god this feels good...I let her stroke it jus like that before I took command again...I told her yes bitch feel that black dick in your married pussy..cus we aint near done slut.... so I began to pick up the pace..and jus started burying my cock more deep...grabbing her hips are first...guiding her pussy ..I said damn you are one hot little white slut and she said thank you baby and. I suck it and peel it back till it stays spiked up and open.I then squeeze the outer vulvar lips, to mix up the raw pink flesh,as my tounge dives hard and deep into her vagina, my finger pokes in and out to scoop the crevis of pink goodness into my mouth,Her Lubercation soothes my black skin texture and her ripened healthy bacteria boosted my immune system and caused my erection to grow and fester. My hands spank the black vaginal meat. It gave me shivers all the way down my back.It ends with just the piano, just as it started.They were a darn good set of musicians. I saw Paul with tears in his eyes. “They ... never sounded like that before, Michael!”“More are probably coming. How close are you to running out of instruments?”“We have plenty, but never had the demand that you are generating. Will I see you tomorrow?”“Yes Sir, you will.”I left quietly. Lunch was my next period.My lunch periods used to be quite solitary. Now I am.