Just in case you don’t have any Viagra with you, I have a few pills.”“I hardly ever use it.”“You will for me so I can show off that big, fuc...king cock of yours to the women.”They arrived at the restaurant where John had early dinner reservations. He stood at her side, arm around her waist, enjoying her deep cleavage, while they waited for their table.She smiled at him, kissing his cheek and enjoyed his eyes on her. They were escorted to their table where she sat on the padded bench and him on. What's the problem?"As I reversed the car out of the drive it made a squealing noise, then a bang and a red light came on so I turned the engine off"I had a good idea what the problem was. I popped the bonnet and I could see that the alternator belt had snapped. I moved the car back on the drive."I'll have to get a new belt. I'll be back shortly. She turned to go back into the house. This gave me a chance to have a good look up and down. She was a bit younger than myself. She had shoulder. I'm a sponge for this man. I even found myself thinking that if I could get pregnant, this would be a sure thing. I really was not aware that I was still fertile. I honestly thought it was over. I greedily accepted his second go that morning, only I finished him off while riding on top. All the time I rode him in the daylight I was taking in the contract of his dark skin against my pink skin, his dark lips against my nipples and his jet black cock moving in and out of me. I was just loving. Marguerite seemed pleased to see him, rushing into his arms and crying against his chest. However, as he tried to speak with her, he could see something was different. She was not listening to his story of the visit to the King and seemed distracted.He went to his mother and asked if something had happened while he was away to Paris. But, she had assured him that nothing unusual had transpired.“And you were with Marguerite every day?” he asked.“Of course, just as you insisted,” she explained..