My cock so hard it hurt. We kissed and my hands explored. I was alittle surprised by how much I desperately wanted to touch her cock. To feel it in my...hand, to stroke her, to cup and caress her balls. I snaked my hand down her belly and she moved her thong to the side, freeing her dick. I had never felt more excited than when I felt her cock in my hand. Pre cum leaked from my aching, hard cock as I felt her smooth, firm shaft. I was overwhelmed, overcome with desire and lust. I was right, there. "So what is this about?" I asked."This is about Sarah," said Darryl. "She's obsessed, distressed, and depressed, and I must confess, I can't take it anymore." Well, consider yourself lucky," I sneered. "At least you have a wife to care about. So what is she upset about. Did you guys run out of people's lives to fuck up?" She's upset about you," he said calmly. "Sarah probably won't admit this, but she's in love with you." Whoah, I haven't seen or spoken to your wife since the day at the. Damn...3 blocks seemed like eternity. 3 blocks. 2 blocks. Seeing my car was reassuring but what wasn't was a group of black guys most of whom looked about 20 sitting on my car/leaning against it. "What HAVE we here? Look at this fucking whore....what happenin' Bitch? We in yo' way? Look at that fine set of tits!" With that, as I reached my car, a felt a hand grab my dress and further rip it. "Whatcha gonna do Bitch?" "Says on your forehead you only serve black men! Says same on your. ..When I turned around to see who it was, all I witnessed was a large smile; a one I was unable to resist. That black guy then asked me how much I would charge to suck his dark dick. Of course I was not a hooker, but it would be nice to have some extra cash, so I suggested to him, just fifty bucks for a blow...The black guy agreed and then we looked for a lonely and dark place in the street to go. We son found a perfect badly illuminated alleway.The black stranger dropped his pants and stroked.