As the movie finished she laid back against the headboard and questioned me on what to watch next. Shortly into our next movie, she placed her hand on...my thigh and my heart rate shot up. "Thank you for letting me come over..." She gazed at me as I stared at her hand, "I know this is probably difficult after everything we've...done." Looking up at her our eyes locked and I just knew that my pussy was soaking my panties. She looked down at my lips and leaned in kissing my lips; I stared wide-eyed. He takes them upstairs, puts them on the kitchen table, opens the back door, and sits there cleaning them.He’s almost finished cleaning all of the guns when he hears a car drive up the road. Picking up a double barrel shotgun he walks to the front door. He opens it and he sees two young men walking toward the stables. With a grin Mort says, “Anything I can help you with?”The two spin around, and immediately focus their attention on the shotgun in his hands. One says, “We hope so. My Pa, Ben. Please come in, Buck". I was shaking all over as the handsome black man entered. My heart was pounding at the thought of such a handsome young man being here and he was so damn black. I had always secretly dreamed of being with a black man as well as a young man but never dreamed I would get both. Wow, I thought. This is going to be one hot night.Buck turned to me and said, "Your hubby showed me a picture of you and I thought you were hot but you are sizzling-hot in person." Thanks, Buck. I. Smith was a Human Sexuality Professor at a local University in New England. He was growing ever increasingly annoyed with a redheaded stuck up student who was 20 year old named Anne. Anne was very fair she had very pale skin, green eyes, redhair, big breasts that pressed against her turtle neck sweater. She had a gymnast body with shapely legs and wore skirts, stockings and black shoes. She was very prim and proper and from a very wealthy family. Dr. Smith was continually bothered by.