”“Hello, Homer,” said Philomena. “Haven’t been around in a while. Caught tryin’ to steal another galoot’s drink...again?”“It wuz an ...honest mistake,” he replied. “Where’s Charlie?”“Out an’ about.”“Oh, good. I wuz worried. You look like you just lost your best friend.”“I am lookin’ for a very good friend; a colored lady. She seems to have disappeared.”“Is she real purdy?”“She is that,” said Philomena. “Have you seen her?”“No, but I overheard some buck niggers talkin’ about some other nigger. Leigh was a good listener and provided the appropriate comments when Cherie seemed to be getting emotional about the drinking and divorce. She even reached over and patted her arm a couple of times.Then it was Cherie’s turn to ask questions.“What did you do for a living?’“I was a pharmaceutical sales rep for many years.”“Are you married?”Leigh started to answer but then she choked up. Cherie said she was sorry but Leigh told her it was okay and she’d tell her the sad story.“I was married for. "Bet you can't screw me right now," she sighed, getting a good handful of his cock and balls."How much you want to bet?" he panted, reciprocating with the steady work of his fingers in her own crotch."Sixty-nine," she whispered back."Dollars or cents?" Neither one, dummy! A sixty-nine. That way, no matter who loses the bet, everybody wins." You're on," he replied, wiggling his hips to help her slide his pants down."Get me off," she challenged."You're a sex maniac." came a squealing voice that. Growing soft as it slipped out of my sex toy. I was able to regroup enough to release and completely unravel the ropes from ‘round her arms. Aftercare is very important, So I guided Annalise over to a small antique daybed I had against the far wall. Laying her one her stomach, I took care of my new property, rubbing the shoulders, biceps, and back. Using the one unstained pillow from our activities, I moved over and behind my toy. Spooning up to Annalise, my flaccid dick at the base of her.