She hadn't even begun to use it yet, butthe way she eyed Cyndi's bare breasts made the poor cheerleader very nervous.The dark-haired woman was pretty,...but in a much more modest and subdued sortof way than cyndi. Her hair was drawn back and tied into a bun, and her formalattire accentuated her striking curves perfectly. Cyndi's arms were cuffed behind her back, with a chain leading to the ceilingseveral feet in front of her stretched taut and attached to the cuffs. Herlegs were spread apart,. She preferred the light cast by her wand under the Lumos charm to a candle, for it was much easier on her eyes. Her wand tip emitted a warm glow from the stand next to her bed. Imogen had had no opportunity to read for pleasure since arriving at the school, but the history essays of Rita Skeeter were a good substitute. Tonight Imogen was reading Skeeter's paper, "On Wizard — Muggle Relations, 1850 to Modern Times." The paper was interesting enough in its own right, but what Imogen found most. “Something” I thought and again my libido was running rampant. We walked in to the apartment and my heart (and hard-on) sank. “Hi honey” she said to the guy standing in the kitchen “this is Tom. Tom, this is my husband Paul”. I was shattered. What was this woman up to? Was she into threesomes or something. I shook hands with Paul and Wendy laughed. “You should see your face” Wendy said. “So this is the guy you told me about” said Paul. “Yes honey. Let’s got into the lounge room shall we?” Wendy. I've become such an exhibitionist since I've tried black, now I just love to be naked in front of black men. Of course, as I was serving the guys topless, they took every opportunity offered to feel my breasts. I teased them some more, pushing my breasts into their faces so they could lick my naked ivory flesh. Its such a turn on to have a black mouth sucking at my breast. After a while I did a little striptease as I shed my shorts. That left me in just a black thong and shoes. It felt so sexy.