Ann came in and motioned to Arlene, who turned to her father. “Wait, Daddy. We have a training mission scheduled. It’s the live fire in the astero...id belt, remember?”“Shit, I was going to monitor...”“The other teams are already waiting for Ann and me...”“Okay, go. If I get through in time here, I’ll have Ship bring me out.”“Daddy, we’ve done it before. Each team is going to take turns tossing rocks with our tractor beams so we all get to fire at some fast moving targets. It isn’t nearly as hard. Almost more important than the frequency and nastiness (we'll get to that later) of sex is to make sure your black lover understands that you want sex it because HE is a macho sexy African god stud. You are not doing him a favor. These are not the little mercy fucks like you used to allow your husband. You are fucking him because you can't help yourself. You are insane with lust. He turns you on. He makes you want sex. He makes you NEED sex! You are a helpless sex slave to his black cock!Now. I was eager for another and after replying to few adds I received a reply from John and Linda ( names changed)a couple roughly my age ,after bit message exchange phone chat we arranged to meet one evening at my house on a strictly see if we get on, see what happens or just walk away if we didn't clic so to speak.Linda was about 5-9" slim long dark hair to her shoulders bit Cher like nice bum medium size firm breasts ,John 5-8" greyish short hair ,tash slim stock type ,The night arrived I was. Girls just couldn't keep their clothes on around him. I heard he married a martial arts instructor who was almost as tough on the mat as he was. She specialized in the Thai style fighting."What the hell are you guys doing here?" I asked. These three were the last people I expected to ever see again ever.Julie looked at them, as if wondering whether or not she made a mistake bringing them to the hospital, and no wonder. Chip Henderson looked like the Jolly Pink Giant, standing six feet four in.