The idea wasn’t a turn-off to me,but I didn’t know how to go about finding one, since Iwasn’t into the bar scene and didn’t know any. Some oft...e black men where I work as a secretary wereconstantly hitting on me, but I’d always turned themdown. I was flattered by their attention, but up untilnow I hadn’t been looking for a black boyfriend, or anyboyfriend for that matter.Some friends from work threw a Halloween Party, andLarry and I were invited. Larry hardly knew anyonethere, but we went for. And I didn’t try to stop him, either. As he kept feeling out my pussy, it felt really good to me. And so I spread my legs apart for him.“And while Art was French-kissing me and feeling out my pussy, he stopped just long enough to grab my hand, and pull it over into his crotch, and place it right on top of his bulge.“And I instantly knew that Art wanted me to start feeling out his hard-on. And so I did. I had never done that to a guy before, while I was out on a date. And I. Mrs. White returned her attention to holding Tina’s wrists, ignoring the young woman’s sniffs and sobs as she tightened the grip she had on her with her hands. After another few moments’ pause, Peter Mitchell slowly and carefully, laid out another six smacks with the paddle to Tina’s bottom, hoping that that would be the end, but Auntie Wendy and Auntie Jessica were not in the mood to be lenient to Tina, which meant that they would be far from lenient when it came to Tina dealing with. Anyway we were at their house, her daughters school had a chicken fried steak fundraiser my wife bought dinner and we ate at their house. I was standing behind Joe while he got his food and grabbed some silverware. I was waiting my turn when my hand was grabbed from behind and was being rubbed on a crotch through clothing. assuming it was my wife I rubbed back, then I turned and my wife was sitting at the table, Ashley was standing behind me biting her lower lip. I pulled my hand away not sure.