Susie was surprised and embarrassed that someone would be knocking at her door in the middle our alone time. I convinced her that she should answer th...e door all dressed up as Susie and not try to change out of her attire and that I would be waiting for her and that it was okay. She said that it was probably a solicitor and that she’d try to get them away ASAP.But when she got to the door, she saw a young babe (late twenties), dressed in a black bodysuit with a leather skirt. She had knee-high. He opened my eyes and legs to the possibilities and pleasure on a level I never would have known with his emotional support, encouragement, and erotic mind.Once I became black owned, things were so different. My playlist of fantasies always centered around Sir. It was always thoughts about him fucking me with his magnificent black cock that always made me cum so hard. It felt so strange to be in love with one man but have all of my sexual fantasies centered on another man. Sex with Michael,. Prior to that my family was in Texas for centuries before there was a Texas. We’ve been US citizens since Texas joined the Union. For generations we go to Texan schools to learn to speak Texan, so we sound Texan. It’s just we like the culture and foods of our ancestors so they call us Mexicans. We don’t care as long as we get paid and aren’t mistreated.” The boy shows Smoky to a seat at a table then he stops to talk to a young woman through a back window while he passes over the fifteen. ”“God.” I tried to get my mind around that one. “Did your father ever talk about her?”Matt stretched, fluffed my hair, “Just regular stuff ... nice lady. Smart lady.” He chuckled, I just remembered one thing he said.”“What?”“Now he wasn’t an educated man, didn’t even graduate high school.” Just like Matt.“But he was pretty smart I think. Read a lot, always had a book or two going.”“Okay.”“One night Connie was at our house for dinner. They were talking politics, you know, the latest schemes,.