What the hell was Cindy doing here?“Are we supposed to have a ritual letter burning tonight since Livy got hers today?” Rachel asked. That was the...cue for Donna to bring a cake in with eighteen candles on it. We all sang ‘Happy Birthday’ and she blew out her candles. Then she crooked a finger at me and I started the line of birthday kisses promising a spanking when she felt her bottom was ready for it.“I have a week to recover before our next race, so how about a little later tonight?” Livy. Then she let out a long ?Aaaaah!? of sexual pleasure. I had to see what was going on so I carefully slid back the bolt on the door and opened it just enough to see through the gap. It was an amazing sight. Janice was still completely naked except for her shoes and two big black guys, one of them the same one who had just screwed her five minutes ago, were holding her up between them. Their pants were round their ankles and they had her with her knees up and wide apart, and the guy with the. You both acted on her desire and explored the idea of picking up a Black man or couple in a club. Despite your willingness the right situation just didn't develop. There were men that wanted your wife but she didn't want them; too getto. You fucked the shit out of your wife and she came about five times at the prospect of fucking the right Nigger. However, you fell asleep feeling you were in a hopeless situation.Then that very night it came to you in a dream. You dreamed about that night by the. And once I had more ... Enough saliva could get me sex. With anyone, any way I wanted it. I could make the most reluctant straight man bend over for me, if I could find a way to get some of my saliva, or blood, or semen into him. And I admit I have a preference for men; not enough to prevent me from taking advantage of a delicious situation with a woman, but a definite preference. I got good at slipping a drop of blood into someone's wine, and once I had the kitchen staff under my thrall, I had.