The next morning I woke up, started a pot of coffee and headed for the shower. When I got back Bob was setting in his chair with his coffee really loo...ing hung over. I did notice than his cock was sticking out one leg of his white boxer shorts. It was smaller than the last time I saw it but still looked really good. I had to stop myself from going over and sucking it again. I started to get dress when Bob said “How’d I get in bed last night? The last thing I remember was walking out the door at. It was nothing for us as a family to see each other completely naked, even dad wound get up in the middle of the night for a pee, and without thinking walk to the toilet naked and sometimes his Willy would be sticking out in front looking really hard, so it was something we never found strange or embarrassed about. From an early age I used to think about sex, for a girl it seemed unusual because everyone used to say only boys had sex on their minds twenty – four hours a day, but I was always. You’re a black cock lovin’ white whore and you know it.”Barbara moaned out, “Don I’m a whore for black cock. Now do you like seeing this cock spreading my cunt lips to the limit?”“Tell your husband you only want black cock from now on,” her black lover groaned as he sped up his humping motions.“Don do you like watching me take his big nigger cock?”I told her she was nothing more than a white whore for nigger cock.“Don I only want nigger cock in my cunt from now on. No more white guys, nigger. At first the man nodded at him and he would nod back, then this led to aquick "Good morning" or "Hello". William had no idea that he was beingwatched, followed, stalked even, he had no idea how his routine was beingnoted and being put into a plan.It was a week or two later, William had become used to seeing the maneach day on his walk and in some ways, he almost looked forward to seeinghim, it was nice to see a friendly face, a little glimpse of company, afuture friendship even. He arrived at.