The name of it is dar es salaam restaurant, they have great food and live music.(I had my phone on speaker and Brandi is shaking her head yes) I said,... “My wife has been listening to our conversation and she definitely wants to go. What time should we meet you there?”Abioye answered, “I will make reservations for eight, I know the owner. When you arrive just give the maître de my name and he will seat you.”I said him, “Thank you, we would see him at eight.” I had no idea of what was going to. "Oh fuck, cover me with that stuff," I yelled. Her spray only lasted another couple of seconds but it was enough to coat me from neck to toe with her glorious piss. Rebounding quickly, I stood up yanking off my panties and backed away from her as far as I could and aimed my penis at her. Starting at her tits I pissed up and down her body paying particular attention to her boobs and pussy."Jim, oh shit yes that is great but let me drink some." She had read my mind as I stopped the flowing pee. Clyde grunted. I screamed. Bobby's whole body trembled at the sight. Sweat beaded his forehead. Oh, how he wanted to do something about it! He would have, too — if he hadn't been trussed, naked, to a straight-back chair, forcing him to watch helplessly as his gorgeous wife was fucked senseless by her Black lover."You like that, Bitch?" Clyde snarled."Ooooo, yeah, Daddy," I moaned. "Fuck me hard. You know how to do me with that big pipe snake of yours." Have you ever had it this good before?". Not crying like a little girl took all of my concentration, but he finally finished stitching, sewing, stapling, and all the extraneous activity that comes with it. I was shaking from the pain when he finally quit."Mr. Fleming, you have an extremely deep gash in your left thigh that will take several months to completely heal. There is no substitute for time, I'm afraid, and it will take two months, minimum for all the healing to take place."You can lengthen that time by going back to work too.