An old black man around the corner-2

“Don’t worry my dear. I’ve seen a number of those sites as well. There is something very exciting about different skin colors loving on each other,” the black man countered. “I tell you what. I’ve got a video fed from my computer to the TV that I think you would enjoy. Let me play it for you. In fact, I’ll empty this tea and pour a couple of glasses of wine to enjoy it with. How about that?” the black man offered.

“Please Sir, I had better go. I’m afraid that I might enjoy it too much and get in trouble. I’m a good girl and don’t want to put myself in a position not to be,” she pleaded. “No disrespect, but I’m only 18 years old and have never been with a man alone in his house…a much older black man at that.”

“Don’t worry, no harm will come to you. Trust me,” he sheepishly answered. The old man knew this was the window of opportunity and would do anything to keep this pretty white morsel in his house for awhile.

As he stood up to go and get the wine, Sandy shockingly saw the head of his black penis pop out from the leg of his shorts. Chills ran through her. She had never seen that before and it was intimidating.