None of us white husbands had any desire to approach him. Speaking for myself, I was intimidated not only by the presence of this man but also by the ...anner in which he showed his absolute control over his pretty blonde companion. We all knew he was single, but the rock on the gals left hand left no doubt that she was just another in a seemingly endless line of married women who had become addicted to his black cock. I wasn’t alone for feeling this way as it appeared several of the other. ..i am so flushed & cumpletely light-headedthat i feel like i might pass out on your cockbut insteadi push back 2ward u ceaselessly & relentlessly & bury each & every throbbing inch of meatfully inside my accommodating anal passageuntil i can feel your thighs up against my asstaking your entire length deep in2 my body...i whisper" yes !! yes !! that's what i need !!! "i am impressed with your self-controlas u remain cumpletely still behind me& i shiver again with a****l arousalfeeling my anal. Nice talking to you.’ ‘Bye David, and see you soon.’ I left the shop. I was working the next days that she was in the shop and so it was over a week until I was able to go again. This time, before going down to the shop, I cleaned my teeth. I don’t have bad breath but I just wanted to be ready. I hoped that she’d be there. It was a Thursday afternoon and nice and sunny which always puts people into a better frame of mind. My heart started beating a bit faster as I got nearer the shop. How. He opened to find a note from Ellen. “You still awake?”“Ya”“Can I show you something?”He snickered to himself, she had already shown him plenty but he responded “What?”“Something, come here but don’t wake mom and dad.”Instantly his prick warmed with desire, half filled with blood. It was only natural that he would be quiet sneaking past his parents’ room to Ellen’s but that she cautioned him made her invitation totally clandestine, secretive and promising. He slipped on a pair of sweat pants.