Asamoa was a friend of Klaus's. They worked together and became good friends. They were polar opposites. Shane was a short red headed guy with fair sk...in and a medium build. Asamoa was a black guy with dark black skin and an athletic build. Coming from a small town in germany, none of us knew any african americans but we all seemed to get along well. Asamoa grew up in the inner city and was a street wise kid. He benefitted from an outreach program that enabled him to go to college and find a. It only took about two minutes but it felt like eternity. The door opened again, and this time an older gentleman in an obvious doctor’s white coat came in, followed by the same nurse. ‘Hello, Mr. Jordan… Matt, my name is Doctor Stephens. How do you feel?’ ‘To be honest doc, I’ve been better. I feel like crap and not sure where I am or how the heck I got here.’ ‘Matt, you were in an auto collision and had a head injury. You had surgery to fix some broken bones, internal bleeding and lacerations. "I unzipped his pants and pulled them down, my heart racing with a mixture of excitement, fear and anticipation. His briefs held back a huge bulge, I started rubbing it with my hands and leaned forward and kissed the bulge through his boxers. I then slowly started pulling his briefs down, and inch by inch his thick, very dark cock slowly appeared getting harder and thicker in front of my eyes. It finally popped free and sprung up rock hard and straight as an arrow inches from my face.I lowered. Once again Annette felt that acute sense of disappointment that she always felt when her ass was left empty after being well fucked. Remembering the big prick in her mouth, she pushed Mr. Long away in the hopes that she would be able to get him to stick his cock up her asshole.Astonished, and not knowing what was going on, Mr. Long began to protest.Annette silenced him, saying: "I want that big cock in my ass."With no further protest, Jack pulled Annette to her feet and made her kneel, bending.