She couldn't believe she had a BLACK cock in her hand. She paused as the realization hit her. She was briefly uncertain as to what to do now. She had ...eacted. He had reacted. She was a white woman, on her knees, holding the BLACK cock of a boy half her age, inches from her mouth. Donna Marie did the only thing she could.Thrusting her head forward, opening her mouth as wide as she could, she took the big, black, cock, into her mouth. Or tried to. Donna Marie loved sucking cock, almost as much as. Several minutes pasted before he dialled her number. This time her voice sounded more confident and she told him the reason for her call to invite him for lunch. "I would be delighted Belinda" he said and quickly wrote down her address and the time she recommended.He now knew of her personal predicament, the break-up of her marriage and the ugly court case that followed and he did feel some sympathy for her, for in a way he was in the same sort of situation, a tolerated marriage that swayed. He didn't want to be a sleazy guy that cheated on his girl at every opportunity. The whole Wet T-shirt thing was only for his frat buddies. Yes, that was it. Just for his buddies. Yes. He kept telling himself that, as he headed for the nearest bathroom to frantically gratify himself."By Neptune! There is still so much I do not understand about Earth!" whined Shelly, Putting her hands in her slicked hair. "I-I simply do not understand their notions of sexual restraint! But I came closer that. “Can’t help myself. You don’t mind, Richard, do you?”Richard assured her that he did not. He wanted Marcia to enjoy herself at work and if that involved being something of a pricktease around the admin guys it was perfectly OK with him. The only reason he was raising it, he told her, this matter of the negative impact she was apparently having on their productivity, was because he thought that she would find it rather hilarious.“Oh I do.”“Good. Because so do I. So, you know, keep up the good.