1. Black Daddy


    Date: 10/22/2014, Categories: First Time, Interracial Sex, Author: kinghut, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    the name of one of the finest hotels in town and asked me to meet him in the lobby there and we would have dinner in the hotel restaurant. I arrived on time and was nervous and excited at my opportunity to further my husband's career. I knew what it meat to Matt as well as me to have the promotion and added money. I arrived at the hotel and we went to the dining room where we were led to our private room with a table set in silver, china and in the center of the table was a vase with two roses, one white and one black. Rog asked if he could order drinks for us and I responded that he could. I sort of giggled and suggested that he would know better what I might like. He ordered two Black Russians. When the drinks came, Rog toasted with, "Tonight is a night for decision. Here is to the right ones." As we clinked glasses, I wondered what he meant, however the night would surely reveal that they were well thought out. I had never d***k a black Russian before but I was impressed with the flavor as well as its ability to make me feel relaxed. When I had finished my drink, I knew I was feeling very good and sensed that Rog knew it as well. We ate and talked for some time. I looked at the roses again and remarked how beautiful they were how well they looked as they produced their contrast in black and white. Rog's eyes glistened and he looked at me and said, "There is always beauty in every thing if one will just imagine how to bring it out." He then asked if I would join him in some ...
    Champaign, to which I responded, "Of course, how could I not want to celebrate such a fine dinner?" Although I did not know where the Champaign was, I soon found myself entering a hotel suite on the top floor. I noted the crystal chandeliers above the small table adorned in white rose petals and a bucket of ice holding a bottle of Champaign. Rog took the bottle out and held it for my inspection as I read "White Rose Champaign" on the bottle. I nodded my approval and wondered to myself it the name was significant or if it was just a really great Champaign. Rog opened the bottle and poured two waiting glasses. He offered a toast, "I hope tonight will be a memorable one for the both of us." We stood drinking our wine looking into each other's eyes as if to say, "This evening is just getting started." I had a good idea by now that my final test was to be his bedmate for tonight and the way I felt I was going to pass the test. I knew I had enough to drink that saying no was going to be difficult. Rog said, "Champaign can only be enjoyed to its fullest if tasted from a woman's lips," and he moved toward me. I offered my Champaign soaked lips for him to sample. He moved closer and put his arms around me and kissed me deeply as I returned his passionate kiss. He whispered that my lips were much better than the finest Champaign. I was now responding in a state of instant arousal as I felt his manhood standing erect touching my tummy. I knew that the black boss wanted to evaluate more ...