He would supply the costumes and give us all of the details. All we were told is that he's a wealthy, fifty-year-old black man, named Marcus, who live... with his wife in one of the more expensive condos in the towers.Jason and I both liked being used sexually by dominant black men, and we agreed to at least meet with Marcus and hear him out, on a Friday night, when his wife was away at a church group. We walked into the bedroom, where I had been sucked and fucked so many times, and he was. "I rolled over in his arms, trying to read his expression."You're not even a little bit religious, Shane. You don't believe in that stuff." Of course I believe in miracles," he answered, kissing me tenderly on the lips. "I married one."SHANEWe got our Christmas miracle the very next day.After I got back from lunch, my boss took me into his office, closed the door, and said, "Shane, I've been thinking—I don't know if you and the Missus have got anything special planned for your first anniversary. .. i am hanging up my things taking off my shoes and then i hear something behind me.. You saw me at work today and somehow found out where i live and have been waiting on me. u came in thru the back sliding door that was unlocked and are in the corner as i come in.. u have been jerking off in anticipation so ur pants are open and ur cock is hard and ready...now u are quiet barely breathing as i put my things away then as u move i hear u and turn ..as u decide its now or never ur heart is. I pulled down her bathing suit and asked if she wanted to be licked or fingered. She responded, “Both”. I smiled as I leaned in and put one finger in my first pussy. I started licking around the lips as I fingered her with my index finger. She was simply breathing heavily so I added another finger and started going faster. She let out soft moans and I moved my lips to her clit. She moaned more often but I told her to keep it quiet. I was about to put in my third finger wet her orgasm hit and.