I looked over my shoulder still bending down and my eyes met Marlons. "Like what you see?" I asked as I gave a little shake.Marlon said nothing. He st...pped forward and simply slapped me. It was the hardest I have ever been slapped and I knew it must have left a mark on my arse instantly. But I loved it.I let out a sigh as I felt his big hand running over one of my arse cheeks. I was already in heaven. I felt so slutty bent over in my hallway with my black neighbour running his huge hand over my. Jeri was surprised at how light the garment felt even though it waspretty substantial. The other thing she noticed was how the weaveseemed to have a very tiny chain or scale like feel. It reminded her ofthe skin of a dead shark she had once touched. Even more remarkable wasthat the garment seemed only as thick as a single layer of leather ordenim.At Lisa's invitation she put the suit on. To do so she had to take allof her clothing off including her corset and thong. She found theVelcro seam. He began to fondle my nipple through the cotton material as I tried to stifle my moan."Oh baby, please, don't..." I said in a weak protest. I brought my hand up and took hold of his fingers which were teasing my nipple. I intended to remove his hand from my breast, but I didn't. I simply held his hand in place against my breast. I could not seem to muster the strength to actually pull his hand from my breast; the contact was simply too pleasurable. I could not bring myself to make him stop. God. After eating and polishing off a bottle of champagne – yes, I went all out – we changed into our nighties.Fuck – she is hot. She is wearing tight boxer shorts and with tight I mean I could see her inner lips! And a white crop t-shirt. I could see her nipples. Small and dark on her huge tits – drooping just enough to make me want to cup them and hold them up. I did not disappoint. My white silk and lace baby-doll nightie showed off my ass and tits to the best.We were lying face to face on my big.