Then, with great care, she gingerly sat on the bed.“Would you like to be the dominant sometime, for a change, and to see what it’s like?” I aske....She looked surprised, then thoughtful. “I…guess so? Maybe. Let me think about it. Why are you asking?”“Because it’s only fair. If you want turnabout, then I’m OK with that. I think I can be submissive. You could force me to eat your pussy,” I said hopefully.She laughed, “You do that anyway.”“Yes, but you could force me.”She smiled and looked. "You know, you look kind of cute wearing my bra. That is my bra, isn't it?"Then she started to giggle again. I couldn't help it, her laugh was infectious and I started laughing with her. "I think I'm overdressed for the occasion, aren't I? You look very comfortable there."With that she pulled her T-shirt over her head and dropped her shorts, standing there in only her bra and panties, a duplicate of what I was now wearing. She kicked off her sneakers and sat on the other end of the couch. She. He was almost drooling. Suddenly, he rushed to his bag under the bunk beds, and fumbled around in it untill he pulled out two condoms. I knew what the next question was. "Dave, I know we're good friends and all that, but can I please do this?" he asked. I was feeling dead randy, and I said yes. "Can you do me first?" he asked. I said yes again. He passed me a tub of petrolium jelly and told me where to put it. I rubbed it all around his anus, as he squirmed with pleasure. He opened a condom and. Worse of all, being close to the huge black man made me get aroused…I felt I needed some attention.My dark green tight dress had a nice cleavage and I could see him constantly looking at my round firm tits. I guessed he wanted to grab a feel so I just said it to him, asking if he wanted to have a feel. He laughed and gave them a squeeze. I finished my smoke and went inside again. We chatted each time I went outside to lit another cigarette. By the fourth time we met there, the black bouncer.