“Jim, this is not the type of guy we typically party with. He is a little rougher around the edges than you are used to, and not as well educated as...the college boys you typically select or as our ‘friends’. I don’t know why I reacted the way I did with him; he is really not my type.” “I know. You went ‘slumming’. I get it. I want to see you do it again. I want to understand what turns you on about this guy,” Jim replied. “You mean other than his eight-inch long and two-inch thick, jet black. I enjoy doing that for you, as you recall,” he smiled. “Lay back on the bed and let me do my magic,” he whispered. JC layed back on the bed, removing her sandals as she did so. Mike, still fully clothed, reached for her thong and pulled them off, but stops and examines her pussy. The pussy hair was matted and stiff. Her pussy lips were swollen more than normal and inside her thong there was a discharge of some kind. “Sweetheart, are you ok? Are you having some female issues going on?” Mike. Feels like you haven't had something in this ass for a very long time."I told him the only thing that had ever been in that ass was a few women's tongues and my doctor's fingers during exams."Well boy, I believe I was fair to you in fulfilling your fantasy with a black man, wasn't I?"I had to agree with him. "Yes, thank you. I hope we can meet again." Oh, we will, and sooner than you may think. I mean you said you usually only meet up with a guy once or twice year. My dick needs to be drained. I turned on the shower to hide the sounds of my enjoying myself and put the knix on. the feeling of the lace on my hard again cock was mind blowing, especially since I knew where they came from and the owners intentions for them. I gripped my cock in them and there were no aires or graces as my lust was too much to bear. Ashamed to say that I didn't last long with the lace over my hard dick and the thong pulled up and rubbing against my anus. I was spent, I licked some of my cum off the fabric.