.. turn right. Big white barn ... looks like metal. I’ll be waiting.”“South of town ... one road past the Post Office turn left. Second crossroa...d ... turn right. Big white barn ... looks like metal. Got it. Three four hours?”“Thanks, I owe ya.”I hung up.Mr. Bean Farmer looked at me. I handed him back his black box.“Just like that?”“Just like that.” I agreed. “That’s an interesting phone ... what’s its range?”“Five miles.”“Imagine that.”“Yeah, I’ve been working on a smaller version. It will. "That should have been my second clue, but for some reason my head was elsewhere."Awww... I don't get to watch?"Izzy smirked at me, wiggling her eyebrows. "Not if you actually plan to be ready on time. Now scoot!"I took the bag and left, leaving the girls in the care of Anya and Mr. Jones.After changing into my suit, combing my hair and giving my shoes a quick buffing, I sat on my bed in the open bay staring off into space. Something was tickling the back of my mind, trying to get my attention,. It was very hairy. Tony thought it would be nice for you to fuck a white women, since you’ve never had one.” (I had, but why burst her bubble.) “So, are you gonna show me white woman are better than black women?” “We are superior in every way, as you will find out!” She now pulls my briefs down and looks at my dick, “I adore small cocks!”, she adds, and engulfs my entire limp cock & balls in her mouth. “Mmmmm! I like the taste of your dick! When my husband returns, I’m going to make him watch. I gently pushed her down to a sitting position on the couch and dropped to my knees between her legs. I started licking her pussy and sucking on her clit. I slid a finger into her now dripping wet pussy. She let out a loud moan and I froze. “Sorry,” Brenda said. We both paused for a minute to make sure we didn't hear any noise from downstairs. “Keep going.” I started licking again, moving my finger in and out as well. She started moaning again, but not as loud. I wrapped my lips around her clit.