"It's just that i thought it was some dumb stereotype. The big black dick. I've seen porn and all, i just never...in person its just...i thought it wa... some kind of myth..." I shifted in my seat and trailed off. I felt my erection rub against my shorts. God he was huge. And I still couldn't take my eyes off of it. "Touch it," he whispered, almost gently, "It's not gonna hurt you."I hesitated. I couldn't let this go any farther."I can't," I pleaded, looking up at him, "What if someone comes in. “Of course, Jack custom and courtesy need to be taught and become a habit. But please tell me what is going on here. I see all these busy kids, what are they doing?”“Ah, yes, I am so proud of my busy little elves. They are making pingers, Sir. Thousands and thousands of pingers.”“I’ve heard the term, pingers, what are they? it is a piece of equipment that the Navy doesn’t use.”“Well Sir, that’ll take a little explanation. You know that all mass has gravity? That things with a lot of mass, have. We have been kissing and groping each other since our college days, but this was different. I got a strong boner in my jeans which showed on it and she was also getting wet. This was different, this was sensual. I pressed my lips to hers and licked her lips and also tasted her lipstick and she slowly parted her lips and gave her away. I shoved my tongue slowly and mingled with hers too. What a feeling it was to have our salivas mix and love juices flow deep inside. Soon I was sucking her tongue. One of my good friends from a nearby town called and asked if she could bring a friend of hers from her work. Of course, I said, “Yes.” Apparently, this friend of hers had just gone through a nasty divorce and was feeling down. All the men were in the backyard hanging around the bonfire, drinking, and talking guy stuff. The women had gathered in the kitchen talking about the cupcakes that looked like little hamburgers that I had made. Every one was drinking, eating, and seemed to be having a.