She'd never get another chance like this one.Emi had suggested that Jeanette come with her and try and get a teaching job out there as well. At least ...that way they'd be together. But she knew Jeanette wouldn't go. Her life was here, she just couldn't leave it all and start over.Emi had moved out that Monday. Over the intervening weekend they hadn't made love again. Over the next few months they'd spoken to each other on the phone a few times and exchanged letters as well. Then in March had come. Kent is lying on the bed completely naked and is passed out. His beautiful body laying there. I walk over to him and make sure he is asleep and then I continue to look at him. His nice 6pack then going on down I see the most beautiful part of him all. His 10 inch cock just laying there already hard and precum dripping off of it. I lean down toward his cock and I decide this is a good time to fulfill my fantasy. I grab his cock in my hand and it’s very hard and warm and I lick the tip of it.. Mai dawai le rahi hun… Bina condom ke karne se mai ma ban jaungi … Please .. Aisa mat karo … ” ye sun ke mari bhi tublight jali …Ki sala problem hoga … Per mai mood karaba nahi karna chanta tha … Usne kaha ki tum mere chood me ungliya dalo mai tumhe hat se muth mar deti hun … Kal condom ke sath karenge per mujhe bhi to maje chahiye the … Aab chije mere favour me thi ..Maine kaha tumhe chatna pasand nahi hai .. Per aab mujhe tum hat se nahi muh se blowjob dogi… Wo mana karne lagi … Mai uske. I rang for room service. I was so nervous. I had never been like that before. I mean one thing I had learnt from growing up is that a black stud is always ready to go. I certainly wasn't nervous for fear not getting a yes, for the servicing I needed in that honeymoon room. Maybe I was mostly worried that some other boy would answer my summons. Or maybe, it was that damn promise I made that I would live my marriage as God intended. Why the hell did he tempt us so though? I finally promised.