And like me, she was totally nude. The thought of that black man putting his hands on her naked body had my four and one-half inch cock rock hard.Then...I heard, “Hey Mon, time for you to get full erotic body massage.”Strangely it was a man’s voice. I had expected a female, but alas it was not to be. It was again, a very tall and very black Jamaican man.When the masseur began his massage, I was surprisingly calmed and was enjoying it. His hands were working magic on my body. I was in a virtual. "Ditch the smoke, sit with the council and take minutes, they're expecting you," she carefully took the cigarette from between my lips and took a quick drag before stubbing it out against the heel of her boot. "Waste not," she frowned with a strange grin as she slipped the unsmoked remainder into my back pocket and smacked my ass. "Want not," she casually looked into my eyes several heartbeats longer than necessary and smiled. "They are?" I peeped over Sheila's shoulder at the members of the. “I do see an old snakeskin, but it’s not a recent shed. Damn, Isaac, look at this!”“What is that?” Isaac asked as he bent forward to see Eli holding a smooth board half buried in the dry soil.“This is a board and it has a piece of metal nailed on one side and a lock hasp on the other. This may be part of a wooden trunk!”“Do you reckon we really have stumbled upon some outlaw gang’s stolen cache?” Isaac said, laughing at the possibility.“Could be. I’m going to use this board to dig down and. " "Um, glad I could help." My pants wouldn't button-- it was gone-- and my belt had mysteriously disappeared. My penis still didn't want to go back in those pants either. I was pretty sure by now it was because of Sabrina and all her innocently dirty questions. "I guess all this means that you really desired Diana then, huh? ‘Cause that was quite a 'tribute'." "You surprised? You know she's some kind of fuckin’ miracle, right? I imagine you would know that even better than I." She.