* * *The next morning, I went by the parts place and got another solenoid and a battery cable.... I live on a houseboat docked at Mermaid Marina in Indian Rocks Beach, in between St. Pete Beach and Clearwater Beach. They give me the berth for free in exchange for keeping the docks and seawall in shape. I’ve always worked on the waterfront or on the sea. It’s a great place to live, to stay in shape, and to meet scores of hot women! I get more. My skin still is a bit bronzed. My smile widens when I realise they do not know yet the darkest part of my skin.I do not often sunbath my mighty member. Its colour is in my genes. My black man.Only guys are interested in size. Woman want men who know what to do membering.I am not endowed larger than life. Long enough. Not too long. No cervix pile.Every inch worth of it. Enough to extinguish every burning fire inside so far.My fireman slowly also wakes up from the sandwich between two bad. She stayed bent over as she placed the shoes side by side, and Nathan could see the curve of each cheek trying to squeeze out from under the hem of her skirt. She straightened up and demurely pulled her skirt down, down to the middle of each thigh. "Are they straight enough?" She whispered. "Come to the lounge, Nathan said, not answering her question. She followed him to the lounge and he turned on the lamp by the couch. Warm light pooled across the black leather. Nathan sat down and adjusted. I was enjoying it and started moaning pretty quickly. He slowly started to increase his speed. I was like “Yes, yes I want it you horny sexy friend of my husband, satisfy me!”After a while, he started fingering me and said, “Do you like this, you little bitch?”“Yes Master, I like it. I have spent way too much time fingering myself and now I like it getting fingered by someone else.”He started kissing me, his lips were like heaven, smooth knows how to do a proper kiss. But broke up in the middle.