Paul was always over (innocently) at my place watching TV and stuff, so one night, when Mike was at work, it didn't seem out of the ordinary for Paul ...o be over. We had some Vodka left over from a party a couple nights earlier, so we watched TV and drank. Paul was pretty drunk after just a few, I guess that happens with young ones! He started flirting with me while we played cards and asked if I wanted to play strip poker with him. I always thought he was kind of cute, so I lost a few hands on. The sweet burning itch of lust rippled out from the tiny nub, snaking over her now-quivering belly and out into the pinkly throbbing tips of her nipples at the ends of her breasts. An itch that overcame the humiliation and fear of having two strange hands roaming over her nakedness.The skinny man's tongue licked nervously over his twitching mouth as small beads of sweat began to form on his upper lip. Most women had always shunned him because of his bony body and frightening face, but this one. " "You are saying that by just wearing this, it would change Mr. White'sattitude towards me?" "Completely, he will feel nothing in his heart but love for the blackman, especially this black man." "It won't make him a bimbo or anything?" "Far from it, he will still retain all his managerial prowess." "How much is it?" "Look if it works as I say, you can pay me after you get your newpromotion." "Promotion?" "You deserve it after all of your hard work and with this restructuringthere is. The walls of my vagina begin their rhythmic contractions and then suddenly, my pussy sort of convulsed and I cried out with the sheer joy of it. I raised my head and looked down at him to see him looking back at me. Those caramel brown eyes held mine as he said “mmmmph”. Then he extricated his face from between my legs and I could see his chin was dripping with my juice. “You act like you’ve never squirted before.” I blushed and said, “I squirted? I haven’t ever done that before.” And then I.