If you need anything press the small gold button on the wall. Otherwise, I’ll be back with your drinks.”“Thank you, Rachel.”Wyatt cut a small ...lice of the bread and spread butter on it. “Here try this. Uh-uh...”Gloria dropped her hand and leaned forward taking a bite. Her eyes closed as she chewed. “That is so good.”He finished feeding her the piece, then buttered one for himself. “We don’t want to fill up on it. The meal will be even better. Oh, here comes the chef.”After the Chef left with. And he hoped the one he saw a few nights ago was still here. A light went out ahead as a shop owner left for the night. He paused to allow his eyes to become accustomed to the darker alley then pushed on. Finally he came to the place; a recess on the right behind a money exchange, its high security bars announcing the potential treasure trove within. The recess seemed to be an old garage from which the door had been ripped off and then half the space bricked up. He cared not what was behind the. ” I just looked up at him, smiled, and said, “Take me to the bedroom and make love to me.” This time though, he surprised me.He said, “I don’t want to waste my time, babe. I just want to pound you mercilessly.” Without even blinking, he nearly tore my jeans off and threw it to one corner of the house. He seductively pulled my panties off with his teeth and spat it to the floor.He looked at me and said, “Ah, your pussy is already dripping. It seems you wanted me to put this thing in you as well,. In that role I was able to get David into bed more frequently and even to let me fuck him from on top, although still not without the damn condom. Over the weeks I started hinting that maybe he should let it happen for real. He was reluctant, but after weeks of persuasion by me in my "black Momma" role, he gave in.I began to search the Internet in earnest. I discarded the ones who claimed to use hypnosis and other hokey ads. Finally I made contact with a "Madam Monique" who said she could turn.