"No, I didn't," Liz lied."Ahh, but you remember it, don't you?" Don teased.“I remember you getting off me. I was covered in your stuff. You went to ...he bathroom and I had to wipe myself with your dirty underpants. They stunk awful. How long had you worn them, two days?" Liz said, pretending the memory hadn't excited her."A week," Don replied making her heave and distort her face as if she was going to vomit."That is fucking disgusting," Liz said. "I used them on my body you dirty bastard," she. She threw her arms around me again and our kiss became passionate, Lena running her tongue all around my mouth.As we embraced, my hand automatically dropped to her boobs and I squeezed and caressed her nipples through the material of her top. We pulled apart and Lena glanced first at my cleavage and then down at my legs. My skirt had ridden up exposing my patterned stocking tops. She traced a finger over the silk design and said,"Don't you think I'm wet enough without you wearing stuff like. I got her dress completely unbuttoned to find her in new black lingerie including a lacy half bra, nipples fully exposed and aroused, lacy nothing panties and of course garter belt and stockings. I fell to her nipples and started sucking them, kissing her in between sucks, all the while playing outside her panties. She was moaning like crazy with my teasing and her panties were soaked (she likes when I bite and twist her nipples and with the surgery recovery it had been too long for both of. “You know I follow orders, so it’s up to you.”Devon, who was thirty-three, said he hadn’t seen a naked white girl since he was twenty-four in the Squire (a local strip club).“Have you never had a white girl?” “Oh yes… a college girl for a night back then.”“That’s a long time ago.”“I know.” He nodded then asked, “How about you with a black man?”I told them the story of Tebs and Amanda and they appeared shocked. But things weren’t going fast enough for me and I blurted, “Can I take off my clothes.