The rest of the dinner we shared more grins and hand holding, but not much more chatter. Casey and I headed to my place after dinner. It was a short d...rive from the restaurant and when we arrived, Casey asked if she could use the restroom. I showed her where it was and took the opportunity to pour her some wine and me a whiskey, put on some music and set a more relaxing mood. When Casey came out, she had taken her shoes off and had relaxed some. I asked how she was doing and she said she felt. "I wanna see your dick". Lamar stood up and I sat up on the edge of the bed. I undid his belt buckle as he pulled his shirt off, exposing his defined abs. As I unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down, his dick looked like it was trying to stand straight out but was being held down by his briefs. When I pulled the briefs down his big black dick sprung up like a jack in the box. I had never seen anything like it. Of course I had heard the stereotype about black guys having bigger penises. The. As long as they spooned and did not move around too much during the night, it wasn’t too bad but as for snuggling or more, forget it.Coming up to the lake, she saw that Paul was swimming at the other end. With a shudder, she stiffened her upper lip, walked into the lake up to her knees and dove head first into the water. The lake, fed by a spring above the falls, was always chilly even during the hottest time of the year. Sonny seemed totally impervious to the water temperature; he was sitting. I was glad she had stopped, but also disappointed. I had already come this far and I wanted her to continue. Fortunately I was delightfully wrong about her having enough. She brought her middle finger up to her mouth and took it inside, covering it with her salvia. When she pulled it out it was practically dripping. With her eyes still on the lecture her hand made a beeline for my panties. I felt her wet finger against my waistline before her hand slid into my panties. She rubbed her dripping.