About two hours before Ray returns home, Zaria sets her plan into motion. She melts some dark chocolate and dips some strawberries. She locates a bott...e of wine. She puts the strawberries, wine and two glasses in the living room near the couch. Smelling her mother while fucking her father is something that Zaria does not want, so she strips the bed and makes it with silk sheets she finds in the hall closet. Ray bought them for her mother a few years back, but the woman hated them. The girl. In fact I lent out my wife to a black friend of mines for a weekend once. He had over 2 of his black buddies and all 3 took turns with my wife.” I said figuring if I offended her she would just get up and leave.“You let your wife have sex with black men“ Jia asked?“I sure do. I like the idea of a black man using my wife” I said not wanting to usethe words like fucking a black cock or sucking a black dick to her.“I sure wish my husband would look after me like you look after your wife. He just. ‘Oh, don’t be like that,’ she smiled, and twisted her body so that she was face down on the sofa. ‘Nobody gives massages like you do.’ ‘Uh huh,’ he said. She bent her knees to lift her feet up so that he could sit where her feet were, and when he did, she lowered them again on his lap. He began to work on her right calf. It was amazing how much like an athelete’s it was, with such a narrow ankle but large, toned muscles up just below the knee joints. He kneaded his fingers into it, a little. And I was glad, sure I had to go back again a little later, but that was a concern for later. Now, I just wanted to walk over to the dirt road and then follow it until I reached the street for a quick open exposure in it and then back to the mini soccer field.When I reached the dirt road, I saw that the bushes had grown into one big bush. Hiding would be impossible. I knew that in the middle of the dirt road ahead, you had an opening in the bushes. That's where the big doors of the hangar are..