I am sorry to tell you this but this story is not one of those happy endings. It is a rather sad story.(Fictional story)Let me begin by painting a pic...ture for you.It was the time of the year when c***dren started waking up early to be sure they wouldn't miss their bus. Those who were fortunate enough to have to chase after the bus because they wanted to continue to enjoy sleeping in were able to get their exercise in early as well. Luckily for me, I did not have to catch a bus. I was able to. Every kind of fetish is appreciated so long as you want dark meat. AND if you want dark female this is NOT the place. Mostly it attracts little white girls and boys who want to find out if all that shit about black men is right. Whatever the truth might be - Colton's has attracted the stereotype - lots of BBC owners show up here to tap the white sluts. The entry is really hidden and exclusive I suppose. When I went inside I was surprised at the people. Not the black guys - they went thru the. "It was at this inconvenient point that I realized I forgot my money."O .. O.. Ok But just for a minute." Come here then." Where?" Kneel in front of me. so you can see my cock up close. And pull your pantsdown so I can see if you get a hardon."I slid off the couch and knelt in front of him as he sat there. He beganrubbing his crotch and slowly lowered his sweats. His cock was about 8inches, thick with a big mushroom head.He was half hard and his cock laid across his thick thighs. His balls. Brian broke the kiss and looked her in the eyes and smiled. He started to move his hand up and down across the material continuing firm pressure. All the while he was simply looking her in the eyes. God, was she turned on. She watched him look intently at her and she started to move her hips forward into the force of his hand. This continued for several minutes and then he stopped. He now moved his fingers to her belly and he slowly moved the tips across her entire abdomen. There was no spot he.