As I lowered down on my next rep I could feel my ball sack touching her palm slightly. I didn’t go any lower than that as I didn’t want to alarm h...r plus I wanted to see her reaction. Surprisingly she didn’t say anything. On my next rep I did the same thing only this time on my way back up she said…“You’re not going down as much as before. You’re barely touching my palm.”I responded with a little fake heavy breath, “Oh, okay….” And then went a little lower on the next rep resting my ball sack. It was a large suite with two rooms, a large bathroom and a patio. I saw a handful of brothers standing around and sipping drinks, and several white couples. The women were older, but most of them were in good shape. A lot of them had that sexy, soccer mom thing going for them. R and B music played in the background and there was a porno on the TV, the vibe was generally laid back. At the time, no one was playing, but it didn't take long for things to heat up. A tall dark-skinned brother. ‘Damn, she’s sexy!’ thought Bill as he eased the bus from the curb. Every day his attraction for her grew. How she could possibly be single, which he was quite sure she was, boggled his mind. If he’d wanted the answer, Caroline could have told him. It was simple — men didn’t make passes at girls with big asses. She was far too fleshy for modern beauty standards. As far as Bill was concerned, though, Caroline was a goddess. The only problem was, Bill lacked the testicular fortitude to make a. I knew then that I should have said something but I didn't want the dream to end. With no negative reactions, I felt the hand joined by his other. Now he was moving me around the floor by holding onto my ass with both hands. And I should have said or done something then but I thought, that it was only a tiny bit wrong. Besides it would give me a dirty little memory all my own to take into my old age. Then the hands began to squeeze and fondle my ass and pull me into him. With no words of.