I somehow forget that my boyfriend was there. Joe did ask me if I often go this venue, I told him yes. I told him, it's a good place to meet black guy.... Sorry, but not sorry. He knew that I was probably horny. He did see guys grabbing my ass, touching my genitals or offering drinks. But, the best part was Gentlemen Spice. When his set was finished, he went to the bar to have a water bottle and get some drinks. He was sweating from his act. I wasn't really far from the bar. So I went up to him. I grasped your hardness, and let it slide into my mouth. Feeling every inch slide slowly in my warm, wanting mouth. AS, the passion over took me. I started sucking your cock like a crazed woman. No longer, was I the sweet lover, but I was becoming ‘your slut’ right there, before your eyes. I stopped my oral pleasures on you, and said, ‘Fuck me baby, I need you now. Please fuck me hard, I want to cum with you.’ With that, you pushed me on my back. You were so strong and domineering. With one. ‘This is Sierra Dez. She is dating an Italian boy that doesn’t know how to use that vagina. I finger fucked her and she was squeezing so tight. She needs to be stretched and loosened up. I want you to fuck her good and send her home happy. But don’t cum in her. All the sperm goes into my mouth. I will share some with you Sierra, don’t worry.’ ‘I am a well behaved guest!’ Sierra responded with a smile. ‘Angela told me about you. White women tend to be easily impressed by any black cock! Prove. It was getting warm in the car so I rolled the window down. At night the smell of the city changed to something almost romantic. It could have been because the sun was no longer heating up the filth in the sewer lines. Or, it could have been the wind that changed direction in the evenings and blew through the country orchards, picking up the aromas of turned earth and opening blossoms. Whatever it was, it made me chatty and a little aroused. I rambled on, ignoring Lily’s dismissive uh-huh’s and.