As i finsh getting dressed my phone rings and i have to dig to get it outta my purse but stops ringer before i can get it all the way out.I looked to ...ee who called and it was him!!! Ya know i did i hit send as fast as i could and hoped like hell he didn't call me by mistake.Nope he didn't but he did chicken out. He answered the phone and said he had to come to the town tonight instead of on Sat for some reason i didn't care i was dressed and ready for some hot ass sex.He said that if i didn't. He whacked his prick up and down as he thought about her, then he thought, what the hell she's right there in her room and it's Saturday morning. She's not going to work today. She wants to fuck as much as I do.Slipping out of bed, he walked naked down the hall to her bedroom.When he knocked on the door, she called out and told him to come in.She was still in bed, sipping coffee out of a mug with the morning paper on her lap.She smiled at him. "Hello, sleepy-head, I've been up nearly an hour.". It was hard, yet soft. His skin was dark, like the night but it glowed. He didn't have any hair on his face, or his chest, he was still shirtless. Each muscle was carefully sculpted, like he was cut out of black obsidian just to show the world what black perfection was. I caught myself awing in his beauty and wondering if he would, show me how my girl felt when walked in on her.I turned over again, crawling up into his lap. He coddled me, letting me rest my head on his chest. I was a stark. They late middle age, but held themselves well. Their hair was streaked with grey, but they still looked good for their age. He was wearing a tuxedo and she was wearing a stunning red dress. Both had damn good figures.I immediately dropped to my knees and hung my head. They circled me, poking and prodding the exposed parts of my body. The woman tugged lightly at the tail and I gave a gasp of pain and pleasure. She giggled and I smelt wine on her breath.‘Oh, it’s perfect!’ she exclaimed, ‘so.