As we file into our seats from the left side, Lenora goes in first and takes the seat next to the black gentleman, on his left. We introduce ourselves...to everyone at the table. The black gentleman introduces himself. His name is David. David is a muscular guy, at least six-feet-five-inches tall, dressed in a dark gray suit.His head is totally shaved, he has no facial hair, and he is drinking vodka on the rocks. His muscularity is noticeable as you can see his muscles straining through his. I steeled myself."Why?" We're in Santa Barbara. My aunt died yesterday." Oh, Jill, I'm sorry." We were kind of expecting it. She was 92 years old and has been in a nursing home for the last seven years. She hasn't been herself since she fell and broke her hip last spring." So, how long are you going to be in Santa Barbara?" We're driving back tomorrow. The funeral was today. She had everything arranged and we were the only family so we pushed everything through. If you don't mind going to a. I said, “That sounds great.” About thirty minutes later, after I put on some shorts and a tank top and rolled a few joints, I was ready for my campfire pow wow with my neighbors. Steve had started making Smores as he sat near the flames of his campfire. I thought this was cute. He poured some Johnny Walker Black over some ice into a glass with a handle. I lit the first joint and John popped his head out of the tent but, after his first hit he coughed and vomited a little, after which he called. I wasn't sure what to say but my dick started to throb.I told him I had never been with a man but was very curious. That seemed to be the opening he was looking for because he says "well it's only me and you in this forest". He grabbed me and pulled me into him and kissed me more passionately than any woman I had ever been with.My dick was busting to get out of my jeans and Steve noticed and he unbuckled my pants and released my raging hardon. He started to stroke it as he continued to tongue.