It wasn't far to the condo and we were interrupted several times by people passing us on the sidewalk and making jokes about my husband's condition.I ...as still nervous about inviting this large, black man into my condo. He didn't seem threatening. Quite the opposite, he was polite and friendly and despite the fact that he had spent a lot of time this evening holding my ass and then exposing it to his friends his conversation wasn't at all risqué. He wasn't saying or doing anything that was. Most of them were hurting too. Only one was doing well, sucking up money from the stimulus bills, working on infrastructure jobs. The owner of The Samuels and Masters Company, commonly known as S&M, was 20 years Bill?s senior and totally repulsive. In addition, Ed Samuels hated Bill after he had refused Ed?s advances. Since then, Bill had been forced to give the lowest bids he could get away with and even give up a large percentage of his commission, just to keep S&M as a client. Ed was a small. He also pulled out and went back to join the crowd. There I was, bent over a car bonnet, my tits out, my pussy on show and with 3 loads of cum running down my legs. I felt so dirty, and so horny! Another guy approached me, I hadn’t noticed him before. He was black and from past experiences I knew what that meant. He pulled his cock out. I admired the length and girth of his black meat as he began to wank it to full stiffness in front of me. I watched as he slowly rolled his foreskin back and. I'll die if you do it again...'He laid a hand on her shoulder, almost tenderly, 'You know what that'll take, Amy.'Amy hesitated, but a gesture towards the wrist panel from Sander made her nod, emphatically, desperately. She scooted closer to Sander, her fingers reached slowly for the button of his fly. Sander had gone commando. After seeing Amy in the shower, she was lucky that he had even bothered wearing pants. Hell, she was lucky he hadn't simply taken her the minute he walked in.Her long.