Jesus dropped the rock into the bucket with the green lanyards, “Mocho gracias Brad.”“See you in a bit,” Brad said to the young man’s back a... he made his way back to the village.“What did Jesus want?” Gloria asked. She smiled when she saw that Brad was heating plenty of water for all of them to have a cup of tea to start the day.“We promised him lanyards.” Brad pointed to the box, “Let me tell the story once. You won’t believe it.” Brad laughed.What won’t we believe?” Tony asked as he and Willa. I had never heard of the guy, ‘Bradley, the hypno-brother’. His name was catchy and he was introduced to the audience. Bradley, Brad as he liked to be called, was a huge man. At least six foot four and as solid a man as I’ve ever seen and black. He wore this T shirt that just hugged every inch of every muscle and he took pride in flexing his well defined arms. Actually, the man was funny, He could sing, not great but passable, he did a few impressions and he asked for volunteers to be. It always feels good when a man touches my sensitive spots with his masculine hands. As we slid our seats back, I was able to get on my knees and lean over his cock, taking what I could into my mouth. He tasted so good, and his cock was fleshy enough to fill my mouth completely. He then reached over me and fingered my ass with his middle finger. Good thing I douched and made use of a strong enema earlier. I usually do. As his digits entered me one-by-one, I moaned with pleasure and gyrated my. She was lonely and I was horny !. She was unsure at first but soon she really looked forward to me going around to fuck her . When she passed away she left me her place and a small amount of money she had saved. I really did not know what to do with her place and could not decide if I should rent or sell. One Sunday afternoon in December I had gone to a friends party at the other side of town and had a few too many. I was not legless but I was not fit to drive . I left my car at my friends.