The girlwas trying to scream but she had her panties in her mouth. Leda sat down andwas drinking a beer when she could see the black woman look at her...and winked.The black woman then bent over the white girl and told her to beg to tortureher titties. "Ma'am please torture my titties". Black woman yanked on both nipples hard. She started to scream through thepanties. Then the black woman looked in the other corner of the room. Thesetwo ladies were playing. One lady in a Red Dominant dress and. We knew where we stood with each other, but some planning was needed. For starters, what would happen if we practiced at the house? Bernie and I both felt that the cave was much too far away to offer much protection. The last thing we wanted to do, would be to bring trouble to our folks. Their safety was the most important thing. Ann was the one who came up with the best solution."If there's not a big hairy hurry, why not go ahead and build the house we planned to for us next to the cave? If we. They weren't easy with each other yet. That would come only with the passage of time. If it ever did, that is. You rubbed against your fellows. Worked, fought, played together. Either you fitted together or you didn't. Sometimes you found someone you fitted well with. Then you had a team, two strong fighting men who guarded each other's backs. Closer than a marriage, and just as demanding.He wrenched his thoughts away from that line, but the wound was too fresh, and his mind circled back to it. So what was I supposed to do? Complain? No way. I cameagain, filling his mouth and we shared it one last time. As I dressed,I could feel the lingerie under my clothes and taste my cum in mymouth. He slipped on a robe and walked me to the door. We kissedgoodbye and he handed me a little bag. In it was the bodysuit andanother set of white lingerie that matched his red one. He made mepromise to email him as soon as I got home.I got home and just sat down in amazement as to my day. I knew thatthis.