There were several black and Latino men. We got a seat and ordered some drinks. As we sat there, Ana made note of a group of black men sitting in one ...corner. The central figure was a dark muscled black man. He was surrounded by other younger black men.My wife told me she could get their attention and walked on to the dance floor, swinging her nice round hips. She began to sway to the music and jut her hips and boobs out. She was right, because the main black man watched her with lust and nodded. I knew the girls were as concerned about her as I was, since they all stood around and listened to me making my call."You know, Caspian, you are starting to rack up quite the bill," Jonathan said with a laugh when he picked up the phone. He must have gotten caller ID and recognized my number, which wouldn't be surprising considering how often I seemed to be calling."Probably, and it's all totally worth it," I responded."So what is it I can do for you today?" I am not sure if you can help me. His tongue was so hot, so fucking hot that I almost blew my load. Finally, again I heard, “Ride me.” I was more than ready to take every fucking inch of his big fucker up my ass. I again spit on his cock, and then I turned around. Facing his buddy, I lowered my ass over one massive cock, and fuck was his cock hard. He quickly impaled my ass, sliding inch by inch up my hole until my ass cheeks came to rest on his lap. As I rode his cock, his buddy kissed me, sticking his wet tongue that was just. ‘I’m waiting. Don’t make me discipline you, pet. Tell me what I want to know.’ With the threat of his displeasure, I straightened my back and looked fully into his eyes reflected into mine. ‘I see a woman, soft and strong, sensual and full of life.’ I said, my voice attempting to be steady His hands slid up my sides and ran over both deep rose nipples, now aching with the need to be touched and rolled in his fingers. ‘Mmmmm… continue, I’m listening.’ His fingertips circled my areolas and I.