.." "That," I replied. "That would be amazing." Lisa held out a huge towel for me and wrapped me in it as I emerged from the bath. I walked through to...the bedroom behind her. She laid another towel out on the bed and had me lie, face down on the bed. With some moisturiser from the bathroom rubbed into her hands she started at my feet, working the tension from my exhausted body. One of my calves was already feeling much better, and it wasn't long before her practiced hands were working my other. I was in real shock; I did not know what else she may have had in her case. But amazingly; my cock remained hard not just that but I felt it was getting harder and harder, I almost felt the blood rush into it and not out. She took the case off the bed, closed it and placed it back at the end of the bed. She came back and got onto the bed. She sat knelt between my legs. She placed a hand on both of my thighs and said, “Now there don’t be afraid, why so worried. You’ll love the way you feel in. Natalie lay in bed holding back tears. She didn’t feel anything for her husband anymore and it was so scary. This coldness at night continued until Alex no longer tried to kiss his wife. Natalie was hurt and relieved at the same time. She was hurt because she wanted so much to be close to the love of her life again, but she was relieved that he wasn’t trying anymore since she didn’t want to refuse him or think that he was doing this just to please her. Time flew by as Alana grew up and before. She would go with me to the adult video store and she would do her own selections. Nearly always she picked black on white action videos, always with black men with huge cocks. She wasn't shy about looking over the dildos and vibrators area either, often fingering and handling giant black latex devices. As if that wasn't enough, if a black guy was in the store, I noticed that she would actually brush against him or make eye contact. It was clear enough what she wanted, both to him and to me..