He was a pleasant person to be talking to but I would soon find out he meant business....after a good while of small talk, he suddenly got to a comple...ely different point.He told me he had seen me staring at his bulge and asked me if that was another reason why I stayed at this motel. I probably blushed quite deeply and didn't reply at all....he told me quickly that it was one of the main reasons he came back so often to sort of comfort me and I hesitantly replied I was not unaware of the other. Slowly, teasingly, he works his way back up licking and kissing his way to my soaked panties. He runs a finger over my panties making me moan, I so need his tongue to work its magic on me. He moves my panties to the side and kissing all around my already dripping pussy, when he does finally get to my hard clit I cum almost instantly, covering his face in my sweet juice. Gratefully he cleans it all up while giving me a minute to recover before going back to my clit and pleasuring me again and. When we met in the lounge I confirmed that he was the same man I thought he was, and while we had several drinks, we had a nice conversation about the project. After I had been drinking for a while and was feeling no pain, I got the courage to ask Mike again about what the message thing was all about, thinking that would somehow be further proof that I had not called him about it. He was also about half drunk, and agreed to tell me after I pestered him for a few minutes. Mike then said,. I was not hard to figure out it was a cum stain, just that.I had been outside for a long full week and I had often told my sweet babe that I did not mind if she decided to take a stud in my place.But Anita always had given me the same old line: that she did not need anyone but me; saying I was endowed enough for her tight cunt, but...she joked on me that here in Savannah she could find a huge well hung black man who could make her feel pain down there…She had before mentioned she had become.