” She leaned in, pressing her forehead against mine.I admit that I felt relieved. I now knew that even though we were trying something new, she stil... wanted me, and that I was enough for her. I pulled her in for a tight hug.“I love you,” I said, as I pulled away to look deep into her eyes.“I love you too, babe,” she whispered, gently.Half an hour later, I was downstairs brewing coffee while Michelle took a little nap. When she walked into the kitchen, she looked pretty dejected. What had. It came about thanks to not-so-innocent Angelina, who knew surprisingly little about her body, despite her past with rape. Alex, being intrigued, became all the more creative and playful with their flirtatious talk. ‘Umm, Alex…I wanna tell you something but I don’t know if I should.’ ‘What, baby? You can tell me, it’s ok. What is it?’ ‘Umm…I, uh…I masturbate. Oh my God, I can’t believe I just told you that! I’m so embarrassed…’ ‘Hey I do it too, shit, everybody does it.’ ‘Well, I didn’t know if. I was just sitting there for a few minutes, masturbating at her request while not peeking over my shoulder to try and see her, when out of nowhere her deliciously soft breasts are in my face. She wasn't fully topless, she just unbuttoned her corset a bit and smothered me with her cleavage while I kissed. Eventually she stood up and walked over me, occasionally bending down and hovering her ass over my face giving me a fucking amazing view. When she noticed how turned on I got when she stepped. Another adjustment that would have to be made. She straightened as Janine rounded the corner, and blinked in surprise as two incredibly tall black men followed her. Quentin, she knew from previous meetings and dinners, was the shorter of the two, though not by much. He stood an easy six-foot-three, his hair still a solid black, with a high forehead, and wide lips that creased in an easy smile when he saw her on the porch. “Sammi!” His voice was deep, and he waved, moving with an easy grace up.