We were all in agreement. The vibes weren’t good. We loaded up in my car and headed out to find the mansion. * * * * * None of us knew of the exact ...ocation of the old mansion the boys had been going to for the last six months. None of us knew why they would up and go in such a hurry without letting any of us know where they were going or what they were planning on doing there. Thankfully I had done my research and at least had an idea of where we were going. I had also seen the video the boys. Willow also learned that the taste of a woman’s privates are a delightful one, and she slurped up all the juice that Liza was secreting, and still there was enough of it that it ran in trickles down Willow’s cheeks and chin. On her end Liza worked skilfully and relentlessly, inserting and retracting the dildo without pause. She varied her work with subtle twists, pushes, slower retraction, faster insertion and a myriad other little tricks that made Willow’s toes curl. Willow felt an upbuild. She gazed at him. For the first time since Lloyd, she was actually looking at another man and seeing him as a man as well as a hell of a good Master. She didn't understand what was going on, but she knew that pleasing him was very important to her. This man who appeared so gruff one minute and so gentle and understanding the next minute, had her mind racing. However, she could see that despite the fact he was showing signs that things had possibly changed between them, she knew she couldn't. I pulled into a grocery store parking lot and saw a black guy in long shorts, tank top shirt, holding his crotch. There was something about him. The thought of him fucking me seemed really nasty and slutty, but I really felt the urge to do this.I pulled up next to him with my window down and said “Hi”. I could tell he was immediately excited that a white girl like me spoke to him. He asked me if I wanted some dick. I laughed and thought wow, that sure was forward. He told me I looked like I was.