A few minutes more passed, "You fuckin' cum suckin' slut" he said to me as he held firmly onto my hair and now started to make me suck him off even ha...rder and faster. "You like that fuckin' hard black cock don't you whore?" he asked "Uh huh" was all I could muster as I continued to suck on his cock. "Fuck you fuckin' whore' he said "Fuck you fuckin' whore" he repeated "Fuck me with that fuckin' mouth" he then added as I took his cock faster and deeper into my mouth and throat as much as I. I call the ‘Dial a Ride’ service to schedule them to come get me about 10am.After my coffee, I head to the bathroom to do my morning ritual. I hate trying to fight the shower to get my chair either into the shower or to get my body to move from the chair onto the step-bench that rests inside the shower.I decide to take a ‘whore’s bath’ as my Grandmother would call it. Some also call it a ‘cowboy bath’. This goes back to the wild west days when using the water in the horse troughs was used to. Now to his credit, he is very open minded to me suggesting and saying and even doing some rather freaky things, but …. We just don’t quite mesh in this one areaOn the other hand, Wade has always been WAY over the top sexually. I swear, the guy could hold a conversation with the pope and steer it to sex within 60 seconds. But Ann, his wife and my friend can take it or leave it. He complains that he only gets sexual release 3 or 4 times a week and I laugh and tell him that I get it that often. I was wearing only a silk bathrobe that hugged my body like it was glued on. On answering the door, I found the skip of my rink. He is a very handsome bachelor – no lack of admirers amongst the ladies of the club – he said “Oh sorry to disturb you, I just thought you might like to go watch Rod play, but I see this is not a good time.” “No your timing is perfect. Would you like to step inside while I get dressed?” “Oh that might not be a wise thing to do.” “Why is that?” “I might not be able to.