Maria called out to me that I was so dirty and she loved it. Maria was now fingering her pussy as I kissed her ass until she reached her climax.Maria ...then undress me slowly, making sure she brushed against me a felt my throbbing rod through my trousers. I hadn't shaved in a while and Maria asked if she could shave me. She disappeared for a few seconds and came back with foam and a razor. I took up the spot where she had been on the counter and with some warm water she massaged my cock and balls. ” “I love your way of thinking.” He stood and removed his trousers, shorts, socks, shoes, and shirt. She ogled him. Oh he was so handsome. It was apparent that he took care of his tall, tanned, body from his broad shoulder, down to his firm stomach. When she looked down further she gasped, oh my god, he was hard already. “Oh honey, it looks like something is raring to go.” He walked over to her, and ran his hands across her velvety belly, up to her breasts, down her arms, and took a hold of. Intellectual dullness.”“Darling. You’re many things, but dull isn’t one of them. I take you to a place, and you think I’m showing you one of my favorites. The truth is that you saw the Art Institute in your first year in Chicago, and I saw it only in my fourth year in town. Even then, I paid less attention to the pictures than to the pretty girl walking beside me.”“You read more than I do.”“Yeah,” he agreed. He read almost compulsively. “And I cannot understand how you get a degree in. "Unless...." Unless what?" I regretted asking the second the words left my lips. I knew exactly what he meant by the evil glint in his eyes. "You've gotta be k**ding me" I laughed nervously"If you want your car back..." He stood up from his desk; he was tall as well as broad and dominated the space in front of me.I considered my options, I needed my car, and how bad could sleeping with this man really be, I'd always fantasised about having a black lover, to see if the stories are true."Ok" I.