But Lisa had heard rumors already, while sunning herself at the club pool, of what went on at these parties given by her husband's boss, and his 'trop...y' wife, Pamela. Not that Lisa had anything racist in her beliefs, but she had been brought up in the south, and she didn't think it was totally right for a white woman to be married to a black man. She had to admit however, that Mr. Martin ("call me 'Big Al'", as he told her when they had first met), was a rather attractive man. She could. ”I rolled her over, and kissed my way to her center. As I positioned myself for maximum pussy lapping effectiveness, she started her orientation.“You probably already know that Linda is your slave. Britney is not far behind. They were over here the other day, and Britney, in particular, was boiling over with curiosity regarding what you enjoyed in bed, and how you liked it served up. I went light on the kink factor, but she still seemed like what she in fact is, a virgin. Eager, horny,. "YES! I WALK WITH JESUS!" The speakers rang out once again, then just as his last stride carried him to the pulpit he cried out. "AND I ABRADE WITH JESUS!" then he performed a well rehearsed movement and dropped down behind the lectern, seeming to vanish just before all lighting was extinguished once again. It remained dark for only a second, but in that second of blackness Earnest Bishop stood up and stretched his arms out wide. A single white spotlight blazed upward and focused across his. She looked at me again.Megan said, “Every woman in this room will tell you the same thing. ‘The Experience’ is fabulous.” She turned to me and kissed me. “And I loved you before that, but I’ve loved you even more since. Ryan knows, but he doesn’t mind. He knows I love him too.” She nodded at Susan.“Ryan?”“My husband,” Megan explained. “I’ll catch you later.” She excused herself and went over to talk to Jason.Susan turned to me, “And you do this? Why not the other men?”“Various reasons. A few.