As was Lori's plan, she waited til she knew we were pulling into the parking lot to conveniently remember to tell Jim, "oh by the way, David is black....That's ok isn't it?" I could still see the surprise on his face when we walked across and slid into the booth with them. Dinner and drinks and conversation were going surprisingly well. I did notice that sometimes Jim would be looking at David and I think it was obvious that he liked the idea of knowing this black man would soon be having sex. I placed my hand behind her head and tilted it up enough so that she could watch me enter her. As I slid the head in she yelped and I covered her mouth with mine. As I buried the rest of it into her she continued to scream until I began swirling my tongue around hers. She grabbed the back of my head and kissed me back passionately as her walls began to accommodate my size and girth. She wrapped her hands around my neck and began kissing on my earlobe as I fucked her unmercifully. I loved. He got one."Sure. I'd like to get back and fix something for us." She said. She perked up a little and looked over at him. "I know you're hungry." As if on cue, his stomach rumbled. She laughed that special laugh she had only for him."See? I told you!" she grinned sitting and pointing to his stomach giggling. He conceded that he was. They got their things packed up and headed back to the cottage, arm in arm. They still hadn't gotten around to putting on clothing.After arriving back at. Lying on the bed was my best friend Burke. His pants were pulled down around his thighs and he was beating off. When he saw me he gave a shout and pulled his jeans up quickly trying to hide his big boner.“What are you doing here!?” we both shouted in unison.Scott gave a little laugh, which in no way broke the tension. “Come on now. You two know about each other, right?““Know what about each other?” My mind was going in a thousand directions at once. The older man’s face became concerned. “You.