Erica led me to the door leading into the house, then stopped. She turned and handed me a leather hood and told me to put it on. Confused, I took the ...ood and slid it over my head, and Erica secured the zipper behind me. My mouth and nose were not covered, and there was a thin mesh covering my eyes. Erica handed me a mirror, allowing me to look at myself in the hood. "As you can see, no one will be able to tell who you are tonight." Erica said, matter-of-factly. As I looked at my reflection,. ..Until last fall.One night, me and a friend of mine went out to a club in town. I was wearing a low cut top, showing off lots of cleavage, and a tight little skirt. I'm told I have what a lot of black guys look for. I have 36C breasts, dark brown hair, brown eyes, and a sexy little bubble ass. I wouldn't say my ass is big, but there's definitely a little junk in my trunk.At the club, I saw this sexy black guy checking me out. He was tall, muscular, dressed nice. Definitely the kind of guy that. Her juices flowed freely, covering Eric’s face. Wave after wave pummeled her body, making her jerk violently. Angela’s hands dug into her shoulders, trying to help her, but then Angela stiffened. ‘OH, FUCK!’ she screamed. ‘OH! OH! I’M COMING!’ Angela increased her dropping, impaling herself on Eric’s cock as hard as she could. Eric’s fingers pinched her clit hard, causing her to squeal in pain and lust. ‘Nnnngggh!’ Eric mumbled. He bit Jennifer’s pussy lips and slammed his cock hard into Angela. “Oh no I do miss it but it is wrong for me to play with myself.” That was the reply. “If you didn't have to play with yourself would you like that?” was Angela's reply. “Oh yes I would love to have sex again. I really miss having orgasms but it isn't possible. I don't want to get married again.” “Agness if you could have an orgasm without getting married would you like that. It doesn't have to be with a man you know. Think about it.”Agness did think about it all week she could thin about little.