The chance to grow his business was a great opportunity that would not come along very often. It would expose his craftwork to a much larger audience ...nd give him a chance to show off his talents and skills to the world. The offer tempted him, but the more he thought about it, the more he realized it was not something he wanted to do.First, he didn’t need the money. He was neither greedy nor ambitious. Second, he made beer for the love of doing it and to share it with his local community. He. Nothing else happened. Later when it was time to leave, we thanked the bouncer for watching us. He suggested he walk us to the car just to be safe. When we got to the car he opened the door for me. I looked him in the eyes, and pushed him against the back door. I squatted down, fumbled with his pants and pulled down his zipper. Reached in, found and pulled to expose a beautiful black cock. It was perfect proportion to his size. I did tell you he was a "BIG BLACK HUNK" of a man. I had to adore. The talk soon became more sexual; I told Angela in great detail of my time with Tom and Steve in the honeymoon suite.“How were you able to take such big cock?” she asked.“I’m used to that,” I replied. “Remember I told you that Jarold has a very nice cock and that Tom and Steve both together were not that much larger.”I also shared with her that I had been taken in this very spot by a stranger, a man with a twelve-inch cock. Angela loved it when I told her how he had shot his cum into me three. "You're a good girl, Kelly. I can't wait to get inside that hot little pussy." He ran his hand down her back to cup and squeeze her ass. "And here...Christ, I can't wait to fuck your ass. You want that, don't you?" "Of course she wants it...she wants to be a good little slut tonight, don't you, Kelly?" Justin asked, enjoying the look of unfettered lust on his wife's face. Lust for another, younger man. He'd never seen her so wanton and eager. Kelly's only response was to close her eyes and moan.