I went home and cooked my usual TV dinner (I never did like to cook for just myself) and was asleep alone in bed by 9PM.The phone rang sometime early ...n the morning, around 2 or 3 I think but I didn't feel like answering it. The bed beside me was cold and empty and in my semi-asleep state I assumed that she had had a flat or dead battery in her car. Hah! Let her call AAA I thought and went right back to sleep. I'd forgotten that Avery was still with her or I would have most certainly answered. ''''here look at it, look boy , nice fat black cock ''''this is your dessert, open up ''i look up mouth getting open under his cock head pressure''thats it, get naked you all wet now''''damn look at your little cock all hard, you love my cock in your mouth''''yes like this , suck the big cock little boy ,i love getting suck like this''''yes up and down keep your mouth open, you suck good babby boy ''''thats it look up , you love my cock? yes suck it boy , white boy love black cock for. WE WERE ALL FEELING PRETTY GOD WHEN WE DECIDED TO HEAD BACK TO MY PLACE JUST A FEW MINUTES AWAY.WHEN WE GOT THERE WE GOR A FEW MORE DRINKS AND CHATTED FOR A BIT AND MY WIFE TURNED ON SOME MUSIC. MY BUDDY AND I SAT DOWN AND SHE STARTED GETTING INTO THE MUSIC. AND SWAYING HER DRESS AND RUBBING HER THIGHS SOME TEASING US A BIT. SHE COME UP TO ME AND TURNED HER ASS TO ME AND IFED HER SKIRT UP ALMOST SHOWING THE VERY BOTTOM OF HER SWEAT ASS. SHE HAD A THONG ON BUT YOU COULDN'T SEE IT. SHE CONTINUED. He wasn't used to the cold weather, but was grateful for it nevertheless. It was his constant assurance that he was out of the jungle, for good. Slowly, he made his way onto the ice, sliding his gimpy foot along the surface, and pushing off with his good leg. The ice creaked underneath his weight, but did not crack, and he made it to the boulder with ease. He ran his gloved hand over the surface of the boulder, seeing the many initials carved into the stone. As he made his way around the large.