..how will I hide my erection.... I was wearing a tea shirt, was not going to work. She motioned me to be still and quiet as she headed for the door. ...t was a woman and by the conversation a close friend as they were joking and laughing enjoying each others conversation. I headed for the bathroom, in the hallway leading to the front door.... could not be seen from the entrance. I heard her say that she had a client drop by and would be busy for awhile....I waited until her friend said good by. "Just as she finished her statement I heard the door behind me open and a muscular black guy walked past my row of seats. I realized that this was a small theater with a few rows of leather couch like seats. The far wall was a big screen and there were a couple of armless leather recliners on each side in front. There was a suspicious padded dark hole on the left wall between the seating and screen. A black stranger said "Hey baby, what do we have going on in here.? Those shy niggers outside. (And if you do enjoy the story, please consider liking/subscribing to it and/or giving me a follow. It doesn't just go for me personally, it really helps, way more then you would imagine in motivating your favorite authors to continue adding chapters to your favorite stories :P). However I didn't write this story alone and I want to give credit where credit is due to all the other people who have contributed by different means.First I want to thank all the people who have taken time out of. 'Jo was all over the place. The deep ache in her lower stomach needed satisfying. She casually pulled down the zip on Mr Smiths tweed trousers and the old man’s cock reared out. It was about six inches long, a foreskin covered the rim of the bright red head, the veins winding their way up a particularly thick shaft.‘Now if you could just guide it in for me…’ Jo, barely able to get her hand halfway round it, aimed the nasty looking prick towards Ms Wood’s glistening wet cunt, and pulled the.