For other couples who date black men, we learned a little lesson here.
We had such a good time meeting him and the conversation was so good, that she sort of forgot to flirt. It was like a mini friend-zoning. When we got home, I asked her what she thought of her date. "He was really nice, but I did not feel any sparks." I told her that we should have steered to conversation to more fun things. She agreed.
A few weeks later, as we were going through messages from prospective bulls, she mentioned him and said maybe we should try another meet, since we all had so much fun. That may have happened eventually, but he was at the house party. This time, he was dressed for his Bull role. Tight shirt and no glasses. My wife said it felt different immediately. They clicked and she was more into him than any of the guys we've met up with so far.
Her attraction/familiarity with him plus having me right there—at times kissing her, and at times holding her down as her drove into her and also passively watching, allowed her to go wild. She dropped to her knees and took more of his cock than either of us would have expected. She was hugely turned on and did not care that there were a lot of people watching them.
Sometimes patience is rewarded, so enjoy the ride.