‘Oh yes, a bite would be wonderful.’ If only he knew what I would like to bite. I have to control myself. I’ve never had these feelings before i... my life. All of a sudden I am feeling like a total vixen and my mind is racing in a dozen different directions of what I want to do to with this man. I don’t understand the feelings at all, but it just doesn’t matter. They are there and what am I going to do about it. We walk to an outdoor café and find a table overlooking the water. Without asking,. He grunted in absolute ecstasy as he tasted and snorted deliriously at the rich spice of the woman who would take so much pleasure in dispatching him, the scent and the sight of of many women showing their acute and cruel enthusiasm had him jet hot wads of semen in complete and utter defeat. His bulbous and expectant Mistress removed her white gown and rubbed her distended belly as she enjoyed him spill his ultimate seed in total waste, surrendering it to the latex and bondage which held him. "I have had enough from you, little white slut… get out of here…”He suddenly ordered Camilla, kicking her and making her stand at her feet. The man grabbed her arm and opened the door. There was standing another huge black man, just waiting to get his turn with my girlfriend…On dismissing Camilla, the black man noticed my surprise expression on my face. I could not really believe my eyes…"What's up with you, bitch? Are you jealous of your slutty friend…?”My reaction was somewhat unexpected to. Abbey started to notice that George was particularly amorous when she described herself being with a black man.One night while she sat atop George she decided to pry further. “You really like the idea of a black man fucking your white wife don’t you?”George moaned, “I know it shouldn’t be taboo in this day but the idea of a black man fucking you, the contrast against your pale skin, it does something.”Abbey slowly gyrated, grinding against him. “Tell me your fantasy, please.”George reached up.