Our next stop was Fazio’s to get the groceries for the menu that Kara and Joyce had worked out. We also stopped at UDF for ice cream for dessert. We...arrived at the apartment a few minutes before Joyce and Terry — just long enough to unpack the groceries and get the ice cream into the freezer.I offered to help cook but was quickly shooed out of the kitchen area by Joyce and Kara both. Terry just laughed, and we sat on the couch drinking Cokes.“Do you cook?” Terry asked. “Or were you just teasing. She came near to me and placed her lips on my lips and I asked her to change the dress into a shirt and skirt.At first she refused but she went to bed room and changed the dress started to look from the room I went near to her and gave A FRENCH KISS and laid her on bed and slowly removed her buttons of her shirt till her breast and kissed at HOLE on anvel she moaned haaaaaaaaa and I started licking her navel and she was moving like a snake on the bed I hold her waist and pressed the way for. So I made a note for him, telling him to join me in the airplane bathroom. I told my husband I was going to the bathroom and dropped the note next to my black man.I didnt have to wait long when he knocked on the door. I let him in and told him what I wanted. He told me he was with his wife and he didnt want to do anything to her. I told him I was with my husband as well, so he wouldnt be cheating alone. I dropped to my knees and unbucked his belt. I pulled out what was a big black cock, bigger. His friend Franklin is there on the sofa, as always. He acknowledges me; Sam is focused on the TV. Again, I question myself again, but I need this. It's been seven months and I'm out of my mind for Sam. I pull the door closed and move to him. Run my hands up the legs of his rumpled work pants. I can already see the bulge, but I don't touch it until he looks at me. "Where ya been, girl?" There is almost a smile behind those scowling eyes. I reach for his zipper. "I told you…" I speak softly,.