This story remains the property of the author. Permission is granted todownload, photocopy, copy and repost so long as any such action containsthese ...disclaimers, and no attempt is made to profit from this story.All characters in this story are the creation of the author, and anyresemblance to real persons, alive or dead, are purely coincidental.This story may contain aspects of fantastic science or magic. Theparameters of what this science/magic can accomplish are completely at thediscretion. Look at this, Josey. See my lipstick? I told you you’d see it if my apron was too short,” she said and untied the apron in back, then slipped the loop over her head. She stood in my seat and spread her legs wide.Val had thin line painted down each pussy lip, with red lipstick. DAMN, her pussy looks good enough to eat.I had the doob lit, sucking on it like a soda straw. I held it until my lungs burned as I reached out to hand that fire stick to her. She took it, and I leaned over to breathe my. I hope." Yes," I said. "I understand that...completely. No problem. I was just curious, is all. You don't mind telling me about these other guys, do you? I'd like to know a little about them."She seemed a bit uncertain at first. But then she could sense my sincerity, and she told me a little bit about them. The underlying link, for her, was the size of their cocks; which were of considerably bigger size than mine would ever, ever hope to match."Do black guys fuck better than white guys?" I. “Unfortunately I can’t right now. I must go back to the house because my husband will come in one hour,” she replied. “But don’t worry we will meet in the coming days”. There wasn’t much to talk and the meeting was over. However only a minute after we split I texted her on her phone that “I regret that I didn’t fuck you in the rest room”.For another 10 minutes we exchanged several hot sms and I decided it was enough for today because I was staying in a public place and couldn’t hide the turn on.