But my outfit is incomplete.” She walks to the wall of toys, and passes them all, back and forth, teasing me. She finally stops.“This one will be ...erfect.”She picks out a large, seven inch, red strap on. It is one that we have used many times before, and her personal favourite.My heart races, as it always does when I see her.“My high heels give me the perfect height to pound your arsehole on 'the Bitch Table'.”She walks to me slowly, and restrains my arms and legs. My arse hangs off the edge,. I should mention that I wasn’t taking any classes until September. I just wanted to gauge these two’s racial nature. The White dude with the Chinese girlfriend is your typical racist White Canadian male and the Chinese chick he’s dating/seeing/banging is your typical clueless Asian. So eager to kiss White people’s butts that they don’t realize a fundamental truth about White people. Um, White folks don’t like anyone who isn’t White. I mean, Jews in 1940s Germany weren’t considered White enough. As Nicki came down from her high I sat up and gave her a big wet kiss. I saw that Lily was playfully giving Nicki some kisses along her inner thighs. ‘Upstairs’ I whispered in Nicki’s ear. ‘Yes baby’ she replied. We all stood up. I pulled of my boxers off as I kissed Lily deeply in the mouth. Nicki unbuttoned my shirt as our tongues were dancing just as her body had done some minutes before. My wife discarded her shirt and removed her bra and joined in our kiss. The three of our tongues were. Still, she had missed her bus, offering me one last chance to while away a few more minutes in the pleasure of her company.I managed to cajole her into accepting a lift, as well as yielding up her shopping bags. When we reached my car, I sprung the boot and stowed her gear before circling around to the passenger's door, holding it open whilst she got in. As I went to close the door, I noticed that her dress was still hanging outside, sure to be caught in the door when it slammed shut. I swooped.