"We've been expecting you."We went downstairs into a posh rec room. There was a dance floor and a leather sofa, each occupied by a dozen or so guests....Most were missing one or more pieces of clothing."What kind of party is this?" I whispered.Aislyn's smiled impishly. "It's a freak party. Here's the rules; If someone does something to you, or with you, that you don't like, ask them to stop. If someone asks you to stop doing something, you stop. Refer to everyone by first initial, even yourself.. So what if he's black, you'll love his big black cock. You just have to let it go and enjoy it."My heart was still racing and I couldn't think straight, so I excused myself and went to the bathroom.When I retuned, Jake had also returned to the room. Just then one of my favorite songs came on the radio. The music made me feel more relaxed, so I decided to get up and dance to help relieve my anxiety. I was also feeling the effects from all of the alcohol that I consumed.Rich, sensing an. His hands slid around her and cupped her breasts.This was the moment of truth, Betty thought; this was the time when she would know, and she caught her breath, held it to find out her reaction. Her nipples stiffened as Chad rolled them between his fingers, and it seemed as if her entire breasts swelled. Not cold, she thought, but suddenly warm again-- not withdrawn, but responding swiftly and with such a wave of lust that she was surprised by it, and checked the involuntary movement of her. My desire to mate. It’s me, only simplified, and focused. And even though I have no control during those times, it’s not as if I’m blacked out during it all. I’m there. I’m experiencing it all. Just as an onlooker. A passenger, of sorts. I’m riding along, but something else… some other aspect of myself that I cannot control, has the reigns.” Silmaria squirmed slightly against him, and her ass pressed to his lap, warm and firm and curving. Silmaria had an ample backside, and shapely, the kind of.