We were on Sunset and Fairfax, about 8 full city blocks from Santa Monica and La Cienega where the action begins, and a spot opened up right in front ...f us. I pulled in and parked the car. Sheila asked me to help her rub some more paint on her pussy and shove the tail up her ass. I would not even look at her. It was bad enough that we were practically naked; I was not walking eight blocks in Hollywood with a boner. Remember this whole time her tits are completely exposed too except for some. It was quite a nice surprise!“You appear to be alone. May we join you? My name is Jim, and this is Rob.”“Ahhhh. I apologize for that. I was a little distracted this morning myself. But, please, be my guest and have a seat. I am Jean.”“No need to apologize, Jean. Going into a meeting with a bunch of CPA types is boring as hell. It was a great way to start things off for me.” Rob took a seat next to me on the bench while Jim pulled up a chair and sat opposite me. As I shifted over on the bench to. It was a perfect sixty nine, a lovely sixty nine. I came, it washed over me, and I buried my face into her wet dripping cunt, as she too came. We dressed in silence, slowly. She told me her name was Tammy.“I’m sorry; I don’t know what came over me”. She said embarrassed. “Don’t be” I said. I kissed her mouth again. She responded. “What are the tattoos for” She asked, intrigued.“They mean I only fuck black men and I am black owned.”“Oh!” She replied. “We must do this again, I will call you” I. They came to our house about once a week. I gave them their privacy. One night, my wife went to the strip club where the girl work. She drank on the house and ended up going to apartment that was above the club. It was the club owner's apartment, but some of the dancers used it to party in and to entertain in. My wife and the girl was having sex when the club owner came in. He was a large back man. Before my wife knew it, he had joined them in bed. My wife refused to have sex with him, but she.