I felt my stomach flutter in excitement and lust.The door opened and there was this huge powerful black man. He invited me in and placing his hand on ...my lower back he guided me into the room. There was some music playing. I sat down on the sofa in front of a table full of a white powder; I must admit I had never taken a single gram of it…The black man opened a bottle of vodka and poured on two glasses. We had a couple drinks and then he offered me something stronger.I was curious, so I accepted. Thesoft, squishing, stretching noise was faintly audible, in the silences betweenthe sounds coming from the back of her throat as she felt herself open. She hadnever heard herself make the sounds she was making before. It didn?t sound likeher voice, but she knew it was her voice, and she could not help but make thesounds. "Aa...?? a... a..." The piston no longer moved, having lodged up against the topof her tunnel. Shana clung to the piston with her bare legs and feet, tryingnot to move. Each. I thanked her, thinking I had at least forty minutes free for me…Upon my return, the lady had dried all the items and they were folded.She sat down next to me and I noticed she was flirting while we chatted.Sarah was nice and hot; this morning she was wearing tight jeans and a short black tank top, that made her look even sexier... Having her so close, made my cock staring to grow hard.She said her husband had gone fishing with his friends, but he did not use to take care of her. So, she. She turned towards me, met my lips, and casually told me as I fucked her from behind, "I've lusted for my body from the day I hired me."I slyly responded, "I wish I made my move then."She cooed, "I bet we can make up for lost time."After those words left her lips, I removed my dick from her and spun her body around. I raised her into my arms, and carried her up the remaining stairs towards her bedroom. We paused at the top of the stairs, and I took a momentary delay against the wall to kiss her.