OoOoo I raced from the bathroom to the living room with my pink bathrobe hastily tied. My curiosity got the better of me. I checked my caller ID to s...e who was calling me before I answered it. 'Hmmm,' I thought, 'the unknown caller is showing up.' I couldn’t decide whether I should just let the phone ring or answer it. The decision wasn’t hard to make. My inquisitive nature won out over my paranoid mind.“Hello!” I said suspiciously. “Well, hello there, angel,” said a soft husky male voice. . Though she felt better she asked me to sleep in the same room as she was worried about her health. One more thing we both did was to message our respective bosses of sick leave for the next day. Since I was in the same room I started pressing her legs with sincerity and soon she fell asleep. Now I made some space on the other half of the bed which was covered with clothes, and then lied down in the opposite direction. I kept my legs towards her head and faced towards the wall. I caught sleep. I suck your clit hard and suddenly find myself flooded with your come. I hungrily drink what I can. The shaking begins to subside and you pull me out from under you. I look up into your eyes and see nothing but lust."Move over to the dresser and strip down." I move the few feet to the dresser and begin to quickly unzip my pants. My cock immediately pops out, rock hard. As I remove my shirt, you reach into my bag and pull out the strap-on harness that you told me to bring. It already has a dildo. There’s so few educated and good-looking black men out there. It’s a shame when one of them swings that way. I love women, Jean-Baptiste said, and showed me an old picture of himself locking lips with a white chick. That’s my ex-girlfriend Deirdre, he said. Yippee, I said with false enthusiasm. I’m not thrilled when I see a good-looking brother with a white female, to tell you the truth, but I’m not a hater. She left me for a Chinese guy, Jean-Baptiste quipped. You’ve got lousy taste in women.