.. Fuck! What's this?" I pulled a pistol out, a big black one."Put that back in there." Deke reached over, taking it out of my hands and putting it ba...k where it came from. Slapping the glove compartment closed."You got a gun?" I was smiling at him."Yeah, so just forget about that shit." Deke shook his head. "I'm just holding it for somebody." Can I shoot it?" I asked, just teasing him."Fuck." He looked at me. "I liked you better when you were just a school girl talkin' smack in the back of my. 1) No cumming in Grace's pussy. He could shoot anywhere else. I would prefer that he cum in my mouth. 2) What she says goes. No means no and if she calls it quits in the middle, then it's over and he would need to get dressed and leave. No questions asked. 3) This is my home and my wife and you need to respect both. I told him if he could live by these simple rules, he would be asked back and we would have many fun times together. He agreed quickly to them.I got us all another round and. As she recovered her breath, Ana hissed in my ear it was a pity that she could not have a black cock right there in our bed…The next morning we had breakfast before leaving to our jobs and Ana confessed that the black guy had a nasty dirty talk with her and she had experienced at least three orgasms as they chatted, before coming to fuck with me in our bedroom…A couple of nights of chatting and after exchanging a few pictures, Ana made arrangements to meet Matt the next night, at a local. And prepare them they did! A gravel base appeared, was topped off with small sections of concrete and slabs were then laid to give a solid foundation.So the shed was erected, power run properly in from the house, a path laid and all done in rapid time before I came home from my shift-work job later that night. Frankly it was breath-taking, a superb job and almost embarrassing in its generosity. In my naivety at the time I was just very grateful.And that's the way I remained until quite.