She wanted me to lick her as I’d licked him. We went upstairs. He stripped without hesitation as I warmed the oil between my palms. The usual back ...assage began, rubbing his shoulders and down the sides of his back towards the top of his ass and back again. I moved to his feet, between the toes knowing this was one of his favourite places. Removing the velvet jeans and caressing his buttocks, my fingers touching between his cheeks and at the bottom of his balls. The dampness between my legs. Let her husband know a real nigga's been in his bitch!" That's just the point, playa," said Myron who had overhead Aaron's remark. "The trick is not to let the husband know that his wife's been turned out by a strange cock or, in this case, cocks. You can't be too rough with his bitch 'cuz you want to leave her sore and stretched, but not bruised or marked up. If your ass is that stupid, then he confronts her, she dimes you out to save her own ass and none of us want to be co-defendants in a. ” he told her. “Thanks.” she replied. But the voice was too close. In the half second it took him to realize what was going on. She had slipped into the king sized bed with him. Then back to her earlier position of laying her head on his shoulder. “Is this ok?” She asked. “Yes” was all he said as he wrapped his arm around her pulling her close while burying his nose into her hair. He inhaled deeply as he tightened his hold on her. He loved her scent. He could feel the softness of her skin as. One seemingly unremarkable Friday night, Robert decided to go to an old hotel bar in Hollywood. The bar was having a 'ladies drink free' night which seemed like a good tactic of increasing his odds. As Robert walked into the foyer of the hotel he noticed a time capsule Art Deco decor and walls lined with autographed photos of actors and actresses who had patroned the bar over the years. Robert walked up to the bar and ordered the usual bourbon, yelling at the bartender over the incesant thud of.