She smiled to herself at her memories from the previous night. She wanted to pay Michael back for the great orgasm he'd given her.She pulled on her ba...th robe and tiptoed quietly onto the hallway, she could hear Emily downstairs watching cartoons. She creeped across the hallway into Michaels room and closed the door behind her. He was sleeping in his king sized bed with his blanket draped across his lower body, even through the blanket she could see his 'morning glory'. She walked over to him. “No - No, please - not here…”He withdrew his mouth and looked at her with an unimpeachably earnest expression. “Somewhere private?”If Gabrielle had been looking for a get-out clause, she let the moment slip. She simply nodded in response.He guided her across the lawns, past a fountain full of frolicking near-nude vampires and a statue against which a cute fairy was offering up her ass to a pumpkin-headed scarecrow sporting a large erection. She knew where Lucifer was leading her before they got. I watch him soaping his cock that is sticking straight out in front of him, slipping his hand back and forth and making it even bigger.My eyes nearly pop out of my head looking at the size of it as he plays with himself and unable to tell him to stop. He starts to pant and scream, as his hand gets faster and faster on his manhood. Shit he has came with a mighty squirt of cum, spraying me on my fanny and right up my tummy. Sam laughs and pumps another load out then another and another, he lifts. I had to, folks. I wouldn’t punk out on a fine-looking Black woman like that. And that’s how it all began, folks. I contacted Nikki Brown on Facebook and added her as a friend. We chatted and agreed to meet somewhere. I met her at the Food Court inside Copley Mall in Boston. I wore a red silk shirt, black silk pants and my black timberland shoes. Nikki showed up dressed like the sexiest businesswoman ever. She looked fly in her dark gray business suit. She was working as an intern at a law firm.