.hmmmmm.I talked one of the DQ's,Misty, into accompanying me the next Saturday. We dressed sexy,but nowhere near as slutty as we could have.We got the...e around 10:30.There were other white girls in there but probably servicewoman with a "thing" for blacks like me and Misty. We were dancing in two minutes and had guys all around us competing for our attention and buying us drinks.A cute six footer asked me to slow dance and half way thru he was blatantly grinding a rather sizable erection. Then he clamped down on his PC muscles, held his rigid penis firmly at its thick base and stumbled to the bathroom, released his pressure and ejaculated with a cry of relief. He splatted two thick ropes on the tiled wall as he milked his member and then two more down the length of the bathtub, turned on the shower and got in to wash off the evidence and sooth his sore manhood.Dressed in shorts and a t-shirt, he sat and ate his breakfast, feeling inadequate. All the pictures he saw in the. I'd be very surprised if it was you, rather than she who started it." But I could have said no. I could have resisted." I can't believe that's what you'd rather have done. What do you think, Bida? Do you think Ana should feel guilty that she's having a relationship with someone who's got a lover imprisoned in a Convent?" Is that what's happened?" mused Bida. "I don't know. I'd hate it if you did the same to me. I'd hate it if someone took you away from me."Zabba looked distinctly uncomfortable. “What do you want?” She smiled. “Stop playing games with me, Tanya.” I went to speak but she shushed me. “I know what you are doing. I have done the same many times. Get up.” I stood and she grabbed me by the shoulders and pulled me into her and kissed me, hard. Her hands were all over me, feeling, groping my breasts, my arse my cunt. I kissed her too and she assumed she’d won. She pulled my pyjama trousers down to find me naked and let out a sort of growl before pushing her hand between my.