Indeed you can use my guy tools or I can taste your warm-water-well, all that you may wish. Or, perhaps I can tempt you and provide you the wild orgas...s that you like, or otherwise, you can simply watch me squirm as you choose to pleasure me, if that’s what you’d rather be doing. In any case, surely my manhood’s ready to play, so let’s not delay any further. Let’s find a means to collaborate and have our anatomies blending and meshing and mingling together. But now as we’re presently apart–and. I told him that she was out of it and I could use the help to get her to the room. He said he would be glad to help. We got her up, I pulled her blouse around her. We got her to the elevator I was standing behind her to hold her up while he pushed the button for the fifteenth floor. She started slipping down, since my arms were around her waist her slipping caused her bra to open again and her 36C's came into full view. We got our floor but by now it took both of us to hold her up. We were half. He held his fingers under his nose, inhaled, and then under mine at which point I jerked my head away. “Jen. You smell delicious. You are delicious. You are deliciously inexperienced. I enjoy all of that. Have you thought about what I told you last night?”He had told me about BDSM. About rules, about domination and submission. About pain and pleasure. I had been shocked to learn that most of what he described actually existed — a world that seemed so close and so far at the same time. “What do. .I'd never even thought about interracial sex before, much less seen it...and it just touched something deep inside of me. Steve saw my instantaneous (and very extreme) reaction and just smiled knowingly as he pulled me to the floor and ripped my clothes off. This was not "making love" anymore...I nearly fucked his cock off at the root as I watched (and re-watched) my first interracial sex scene. I came so hard that I literally got a headache from the intensity of my orgasm.After we caught our.