One of her irregular fucks was a bloke called Wesley. Apparently he used to call round to her bedsit now and then, like all her boyfriends at the time... he was black. On this particular day M was in bed when her doorbell rang, it was about 7am and she dozing before she had to get up and get ready for work. Anyway Wes was at the door and she let him in. She was only wearing a night shirt but it was down to her knees. he had come round because he had left a bag of something in her flat a week or so. "I stayed put, not moving."I'm going to ask you once more, dear and if you still refuse to showyourself, I'll have no choice but to punish someone you are very closeto."There was a pause, then Mrs. Gartman continued. "You can't escape, Alex.We have cameras everywhere, including the old laundry room. I watched yousqueeze through the dryer vent and then hide in the clump of bushes atthe corner of the building. By the way, the top of the fence iselectrified should you try something foolish like. Love you,’ Manuel told her, then hung up the phone. He pushed through his thick black hair and picked up the picture of his wife. Her pretty Mexican heritage showed off her beautiful eyes and dark skin. The white tux he had worn just showed everyone how handsome a couple they were and he felt a bit of sadness creep in that he and the Mrs. never got to have any kids of their own. But Marie and Antonia, his Russian daughter and Chinese son were perfect kids. He loved them like they were his. I was sitting on the floor and tears roll out of eyes because after 3 days we will became strangers to one another. He picked me up and lick my tears. He just just smile and once again I was in his control.He took me to the bed and kissed me passionately and in the meantime I remove his shirt and pants.It was all uncontrollable and we became so much passionate that can’t wait for the foreplay.He removed my clothes and put his dick in my asshole.It was a heavenly experience for me.Being in arms.