“Of course, but it’s not possible,” was my response. As I lay there thinking, I was happy that Rose could trust Dan. Many guys are not that trus...worthy. Dan is waiting for Rose, and that is good.Throughout the next day I stopped and thought to myself about the previous night. Did we really? Did I really? Did Dan watch me? Us? It seemed so surreal, but so very good. Did I want his cock as much as I was thinking I wanted it?The next afternoon I received an email from Rose thanking me for letting. I just agreed with her and said that a break would be good. Sal’ finished the martini and went upstairs, unbuttoning her clothes as she went. She climbed the stairs slowly, tired out and depressed. I gave her five minutes, time to get into the bath then went up to her. “Want another drink?” I asked. “Oh yes please. Just one more before I finish the bath and go to bed” I brought up the drink and quietly sat on the stool beside the bath, just watching her quietly, as she lay there relaxing, eyes. Could he see that in my face? He acted a little differently towards me and it made me wonder why. Then, he asked me if I wanted to grab a drink with him after work, since I was staying in a nearby hotel anyway. I tried not to sound too eager when I said that I would be glad to.Sitting in my hotel room, waiting for the time to go meet him, I couldn't stop but to think that I wanted to find a way to ask him if I could suck his black cock, but I also knew that I would be way out of line and could. Of course, during this time I can't help but keep leaning in towards the side you are on to give you kisses. After a while of doing this, you have me come over to the other side of the truck so that you can give me one longer kiss before we start on the way back to town.The thing is though that once you start the kiss, I pull you close to my chest and you begin to feel the heat rise up within each of us. Still feeling the incredible sensations from before, you start dragging your nails on my.