Sue was small and thin. She was less than five foot tall and had small breasts. To look at, she could be mistaken for a younger person but I knew she ...as at least nineteen because I remember Nancy previously mentioning her friend, Sue. I understood from what she said that they had been in the same class at school so they should be around the same age.As we danced Sue pulled herself in against my body. I felt the warmth of her body especially so in my lower extremities and of course, my cock. He was, however, feeling a stiffness in his trousers.Some two hours had passed and Tony had had the television on although not really watching it.Yvonne had now changed out of her clothes and into her shortish nightdress, she was by now starting to feel very horny though.She decided that Tony should make the decisions about what, if anything, happened next although she was not even sure if he would appear in their bedroom as he might well sleep in the spare room.Yvonne normally sat up and read. At the same time, I could smell your increased excitement. Your eyes dropped, not meeting mine. “Master,” your voice was shaking, “why the black dildo? Remember…our agreement? I don’t want to be with…black men, Master.” “Stand still, bitch – grab your elbows behind your back and spread your legs.” You knew the position well and you stood there trembling with excitement and anticipation of the unknown. I opened the drawer in the bedside table and extracted the small, black leather fly-swatter,. . an A in sex class - ehh? . . . Do you want to become a gynecologist?”“A what?”“A doctor who takes care of women, helps them have babies and so on. You get to look at women’s crotches all day long!” Then for some crazy reason she didn’t consciously understand, Lena lifted her skirt and spread her legs then closed up everything again, giving her son the best, if brief, beaver-shot of his whole life.“Mom! What was that!?””You tell me, you’re the whiz-kid that got an A in sex-education!”“Well,.