Cindi and I are 'sex junkies.' We crave sex like a heroin addict craves his/her next fix. Not just between us, but with other people when the opportun...ty (like now) presents itself. So, why were we apprehensive? Maybe because we weren't in control of the situation and didn't know what to expect, but were they adequate reasons not to pursue the opportunity? Cindi and I agreed it wasn't. We finished our ice cream and headed back to the porn store.Jacques's face lit up like a Christmas tree when. "And Dex went on: "Josh also told me that you and he shared some sexual fantasies with each other once. You described what your fantasy man looks like to each other. You told him that yours is a cute black guy with a huge dick who really gets into white guys who crave a big black dick. A guy like that who sees you and really wants to fuck you."He paused to let me respond and all I said to him was this: "yeah I remember us telling that to each other."Dex went on: "As you can see, I'm a black guy. Two fingers were required. I massaged this spot quite firmly but slowly and her cries of pleasure slowly turned to a deep husky howl. I don’t think I have ever heard a woman make such a deep noise but it was music to my ears. Her hips were rising and falling more slowly but her knees were as far apart as she could get them.I kept this up and knelt forwards to keep her clitoris amused and the combination of massaging her G-spot and sucking her swollen clitoris was having the desired effect. Her. She finished the book she had been writing and began sending it out to publishers. It was daunting as publisher after publisher politely rejected it. Finally, instead of the usual, ‘no thank you’ letters she’d been getting, StageCoach Press informed her that they would be delighted to publish her book as part of there new ‘Exotic Adventures’ romance series. Katherine had been overjoyed. The only caveat, they informed her, was that she would need to be an integral part of promoting the book. And.