John liked to have jumped right out of his skin when the chair table appeared and the salad came next. Fresh baby spinach, vine ripe tomatoes, slivers...of sweet baby carrots, Grecian black olives, cooked and chilled sliced morel mushrooms, cheddar cheese ... just a hint of sharpness ... and a secret recipe of Italian dressing full of flavorful bits of spices."Your salad," said the ceiling."Thank you. It looks delicious," John picked up the silver fork, speared a bite and tasted it. "Oh," he. He popped the head in, then plunged all the way in before building up momentum.She gasped, saying, "keep going, I'm gonna cum. Oh my god, I'm cumming." I watched his cock pumping in and out as she screamed and started to judder on the bed. Plop, flop, his limp cock slopped on to the sheets covered in her cum.He hadn't blown yet, he just couldn't stay hard. She still wriggled about holding open her plundered stretched pussy lips. He frantically wanked and shook his cock desperately trying to. We were committed for long time and were enjoying wonderful bachelor days and also our sex life was peaking just then. Shilpa was not so hot, she was just a normal girl. Now before we get married, we wanted to settle in life. She was a student in photography and I was doing some small business. My business was not going so well.So Shilpa suggested that I start an undergarment manufacturing company since she had some contacts with a few people in that industry. I took up that seriously and. We chatted for some time and I finally asked him if we should meet to see if we were compatible. I told him I was quite interested in Black men as lovers, We decided to meet the next day in the parking lot of our local grocery store .The next morning after I got the k**s off to school I prepared myself for out upcoming meeting. I showered, applied my makeup then selected my outfit to wear. I choose a black garterbelt with matching stockings and heels, no panties or bra. Over this I wore a.