..just got home.” She suddenly got that familiar I-know-you’re-lying look in her eye. She began to smile. “I thought I saw you watching me sunba...hing.” My face turned beet-red. “Oh, you were on the deck?” She smiled and turned toward the stairs. “It’s OK if you want to watch me” She said playfully. “Well if you’re alright, I’ll go back to my tanning.” I stood in the hallway, shocked; unable to move or speak. Did I just hear her right? Several minutes passed before I was able to move. I finally. Quinton's cock tasted salty, sweet and a bit meaty. To Mark it tasted very good and soon he began to kiss Quinton's cock as well. When he took his first mouthful, his mouth was completely wet with saliva and it slipped in nicely despite having to open his jaw as far as he could.Mark stuffed as much of Quinton's enormous, dark penis as he could and held it deep in his mouth which got even wetter with it stuffed full of black cock. When he pulled back and took it out of his mouth, he looked it. She laughed and said the Sally was telling her how big Black guy's cocks are and she just got up the nerve to look for herself. I let this roll off my back and forgot about it. A few times when we did make love my wife commented on how small my cock was. What is that all about I thought but I was getting laid for a change so I took the criticism and moved on. The as I stated the last six months got really weird. There was a week I came home three times to find pizza boxes with half eaten pizza.. She was a college graduate with a mechanical engineering degree and worked for a national company designing many of their robotic machinery controls. I had developed a very healthy respect for her knowledge.I had prepared an old time confectioner's shop to use as a set for our photo shoot. It was similar to one I'd used for some other ladies, including a small marble table for pouring hot candy and a soda fountain for making shakes, malts and sundaes, including a variety of syrups, whipped.