Memorial Monday

“What’s up Dr. Bryant? How you do’in today?”
“Enough with the Dr. stuff Quinn; I told you that you can call me Monica. And I’m fine, how are you?”
“I’m good, Monica.”
“So, at the end of our last visit you were about to tell me about 'Memorial Monday.' Can you continue?”
“Well, to jump right into it, she was dome’in yo boy and then my hommie slid in from the back and started bang’in that ass.”
“Really? She sounds like she was quite the woman.”
“Word, she just kept on give’in me brain like a pro; that shit was good too. I didn’t even feel any teeth until she started to cum.”
“Were you frightened that she was going to hurt you?’
“Nah, not really. It was some weird shit though cause I was a little shook about her bite’in my shit but it was kinda exciting at the same time.”
“Exciting in what way?”
“I don’t know how to explain it, but when she started to cum it just made me want to go deeper down her throat.”
“I see. You mentioned something about her husband, can you explain?”
“Yea, it was the weirdest shit that I have ever been a part of. He was there the whole time, watch’in his woman suck dicks and get’in hit from behind. I wasn’t with it at first but when she turned to me and asked if I wanted to get sucked off I just went with it.”
“And what was the husband doing while all of this was going on?”
“He just sat in the corner and jacked-off.”
“Really?”
“Word, craziest shit I have ever seen. After I came and she moved on to the next man, her husband got up and went to the restroom. I was like, ‘Ohhh Shit! This muthafucka is gonna come out shoot’in or some shit!!!’ So I moved to the end of the couch that was close to the slid’in glass door. If he came out shoot’in or something I was going to dash out.”
“So what happened when he came back?”
“He just sat back down, pulled out his little dick, and started to beat it again.”
“Did you have intercourse with her too?”
“Nah, I just got brained up.”
"Really, why didn't you have intercourse with her?"
"I just wasn't in the mood for any Strange  that night."
“How many of you did she do?”
“There were five of us, but only three hit.”
“So how did it all end?’
“That was some other shit. She went to the rest room and washed up and shit. When she came out it was like an end of a business meeting or something. She gave everyone her number, shook our hands, and asked us to call her.  And her husband started shaking hands too.”
“Did you shake his hand?”
“Hell yea, I had to. I looked that crazy muthafucka right in the eyes and gave him a firm shake. I really wanted to ask him how he could sit there like that and watch his lady go off like she did, but I kept it to myself.”
“So did you ever see them again?”
“Yea, but I have to save that for the next visit. I gotta bounce to scoop the seeds.”
“Oh wow, I didn't notice that we have been here an hour already. I'll see you in two weeks Quinn.”
“OK, peace Dr---, I mean, see you then Monica.”