He had bought himself a temporary reprieve with I-Bar, but if the heat started getting too close to home, Folsom had no doubt that I-Bar would kill hi... if for no other reason than self-gratification. Folsom knew his best chance at survival was to tell I-Bar that he was going to leave the country immediately, and then follow through on that pledge before I-Bar had a chance to reconsider. Folsom knew that he had to be careful though. He couldn’t seem too eager to leave when his assistance might. So it began...almost immediately a woman came to where I was laying and putting a knee to each side of my head lowered herself onto my face. In an instant I was changed...the scent, the moisture, the texture of those lips, the softness of her hair and the firmness of her ass are images that I still cherish. She encouraged me to lick and suck, to kiss and tease, to poke and to prod her tender pussy. I have no idea how long I spent with her but I remember a pillow being placed beneath my head and. ‘After midday’, he replied, so I had potentially, four hours to enjoy myself. ‘Big Bam’s Cock’, a moulded replica of some black guy’s 12′ dong. I looked at Frank, ‘I have to hold this’, I squealed and giggled at the immensity of the impossible mind boggling dimensions of a black guy’s dick. Frank smiled as he eased it off its hook, it weighed over a kilo, ‘a bag of sugar’, I think I said, as Frank put it into my hands, the tactile feel made my fingers curl and squeeze, and Frank watched as I. I on the other hand was trying to wriggle away to stop her probing fingerfinding a new home. She was insistent though, and the more I wriggled andwrithed the more she tried to edge it into my arse.I tried to shift her focus by kissing her and sliding my own hand intoher knickers, she was wet and swollen and the heat from her pussy wouldhave melted glass. I was able to slide a finger into her open foldsworking gently in and out. Fairs, fair I thought if she is going to tryand slide a finger in.