I fought down that thought and continued to kneel facing the front door. Now I was really nervous. Kneeling there I heard the car pull up and the engi...e stop. Several doors slammed shut so I knew more than one person was behind me. Sure enough, I could see in the window glass as three young black men walked up to the porch. I continued to stare at the front door, not knowing who they were or if this was even part of the weekend plans. The three guys surrounded me and looked me over. I just. Nowadays, such rendezvous are held on the open ocean, and cargo is transferred far from shipping lanes or prying eyes.Satellites? The paths and assignments of US spy satellites are available to anyone who's willing to pay the price, and these guys knew exactly when, where, and for how long they'd be out of view of the eyes in the sky.I just had one little difficulty to overcome. It's one thing to step from the deck of one small vessel to another in the quiet of a sheltered harbor, and quite. ”“What? Sidney who?”“Hmmm ... I guess I’ll have to update my cultural references. Oh well. You can call me Mr. Big.”Jim dropped his trunks and she gasped.“My god! It’s huge!”“Wait until it’s hard. Get that suit off slut and get on that bed over there. Daddy’s of a mind to make some moogie.”She continued to stare at Jim’s cock the way a rabbit might stare at a cobra – unable to move or look away. She stripped off her suit and moved to the bed. She was quickly on her back with her legs spread.Jim. It is the truest form of safe sex imaginable. It works perfectly for those guys with a hang up and fetish for much older women who wears high heels, and nylon stockings. So I have collected quite an assortment of sexy high-heeled pumps and lots of black seamed nylon stockings. You should see the wide eyed looks on their faces when I come into the room wearing nothing but black nylon stockings and spike high-heeled shoes. I lay down on the opposite end of the bed or couch and position myself so.