'Come in, Josie, ' said Megan, holding the door wide for me. 'Take your coat off and hang it there next to the others will you.' She smiled at me then...whispered, 'don't look so scared, enjoy yourself. You know you love this.' I nodded and took off my coat.'Oh, Josie, you look so sexy and slutty. This is going to be such fun.' I smiled at the girl I loved and felt a little better about being dressed like this. I tugged at the short pleated skirt that just covered my white lacy knickers and gazed. I meet my sister in a coffee shop in the town centre, we got our drinks then I took her to the quietest spot in the coffee house, as I sat down I noticed a smile on her face, “I know why you asked me out” she smiled, “Ho yeah, why” I asked, “You want to know if Mark and I are having sex, and to let you know straight away, we are and it is bloody great” she beamed, “bloody hell sister, don’t beat about the bush” I said taken aback a little at her openness, “But it not only me having sex with. She told me black guys have bigger dicks, and I was looking forward to feeling them fill up all my holes. I wet my fingers and slipped them inside my top, caressing my nipples. Then another black man randomly opened the front door, waved at my mother, and sat next to me. "How you doin' baby?" He put his arm around me and started playing with my breasts. "You Marion's daughter?" He asked as he pulled my shirt off. I nodded. "How you doin', I'm Omar." I'm Beth." "Beth. MMM, I like that. you got. Karen ran her hand over Shannon's dark fur patch, neatly trimmed into a small upside down triangle with the point starting just above her clit. It was small enough that with her panties or bikini bottoms on, you wouldn't be able to see it, and the fur was cut short enough that it wasn't exceptionally bushy.Karen was similarly sheared, however, I had been trying to coax her into shaving her pussy completely. But I didn't mind–as long as I wasn't spitting out hairs when I went down on them, they.