I watched this hunk of a black man stroll confidently down the corridor, filling the narrow pathway with his large, strong frame.I opened the door and...hid behind it as he strolled in. The door swung shut and he greeted me and kissed me on the forehead before entering the main bedroom. He smelt terrific, as usual and his scent made me feel a little lightheaded. His scent that had me lusting over him last time we met, it's always his scent that gets me first and I'm like putty in his fingers.O. I was getting that familiar feeling building in my balls, pussies bouncing on my cock, I was gonna cum on the 5th & it was my s*s!"oh fuck, this is great, ohhhh, ummmm, ahhhh, gonna cum, again, yes, YES, YEEESSSSS! Ugggghhhhh!!" With that she unloaded on my cockand squeezing at the same time, I tried to hold it in her & cum, but I though, I better not, so as she's pushing me out of her pussy, I start pushing back, oblivious to how she had slumped on the couch, with one more "Ugggghhhh" she. I said I wanted her. She got taken aback for a moment and later she gave me naughty eyes. I took this as green signal and immediately kissed her. She responded well. Her lips were so soft. Soft as lotus petals and soft as the velvet sofa. Soft as a new born baby skin.Her lips…awwww!!Not one to miss the moment, I came from her back and hugged her navel. Meanwhile my dick was getting a feel of her ass. So pert. So small. So soft. These models need to grow some stuff, don’t they? Good for them,. ’ He redressed and headed out the door. The October wind was surprisingly warm, mostly still chilly but not blowing very hard and so it felt warm. Ben walked the four blocks to the restaurant, wrapped in a long coat and scarf, no gloves. Every so often a quick whip of wind would blow through his close-cropped brown hair and give him a chill. From the first step out the door, Ben’s thoughts were on the night before, a Thursday. (FLASHBACK!) Bored, without even day-work to do from home, he had.