I better warn Suzie.”Sean typed for a minute and then read the line aloud, “Roses are red.”He stared at the screen for five minutes and then sai...d, “Roses aren’t always red. Sometimes they are white, yellow, pink, or carmine. I’m going for honesty here so I better not start the poem with a lie.”He stared at the screen for another minute. Finally, he said, “Maybe I should use a footnote to explain that I’m taking poetic license rather than going for absolute fact.”After typing two pages of text. This went on for a few minutes and I was hearing movement in the other stall. It was likely the young guy from the car but he wasn't doing anything but listening and probably pulling on his own cock.I was thrusting my cock in Bob's mouth at this point and I knew I didn't have long before I unloaded in his throat - he was good at what he was doing.His finger up my hole was working my prostate and his mouth on my cock brought me right to the edge. I couldn't hold back any longer so I thought here. It was the best moment in my life. On a rainy day, in the middle of the night, in my own home, between a stinky black man's legs, feeding myself his dick and feeling up his ass. I felt the back of my mouth being strongly hit by his healthy, thick cum shots. I swallowed everything he gave to me, working my tongue on his dickhead for more cum."Guess we're done? Bitch" he grined. "You've seen nothing yet. I'm gonna fill you up with my cum" and I'll be nothing but a cocksucker to keep your dick. ‘‘Other US presidents have sent pallets of cash just to open negotiations,’’ President Orbatch said.‘‘Most of the time it didn’t produce the results expected, and I am not doing it that way.’’‘‘With conditions, here is what I can do. Two hundred billion tomorrow after agreeing and signing all the proposals. Fifty billion each month for six months, provided the goals for the agreement are met.’’‘‘There are a total of twelve hundred and eleven R36 and R39s. That’s two hundred that must be.