But it was on when he leaned down and placed a kiss on her neck. I grabbed her chin and teased her lips with mine, just barely touching her before giv...ng her a peck. “Want to get out of here?” I asked. “All three of us?” she replied hopefully. I was a little disappointed, but it was a chance to prove myself.“Why not?” ——We decided on going to her place. As soon as we were in the door, we both had her pinned against the wall, our lips on whatever part of her we could touch. Her mouth, her collar. Life as it seemed was getting more difficult. Using her address on the front of her driver's license he found her home address near the docks. Setting her down on a couch he looked around. The outside might have been an old warehouse but the inside was very nice living quarters. This woman whoever she was living it up.Anthony felt a high he had not felt before as he stood there in the middle of the room. He had trouble focusing as the world spun around him and his body began to burn up. Ripping. I watched as mistress peeled off her panties and climbed on to the soft bed. I looked up in wonderment as she straddled my face; I had no need to sniff vigorously, the scent of her hot pussy and arsehole already sweetened the air.“Now we shall have some fun, I’m going to see how long I can stop you from coming; you shall now enjoy the most exquisite of tortures!” Elaine slowly descended on my face, making sure I was treated first to her hot spicy anus; the smell was incredible making my cock. "Don't get me wrong, there's lots of masculinewhite guys too, I suppose, but black guys got it going on in a totallydifferent way. It's like," she paused, searching for her words,"they'll make you feel like the center of the universe, you know?"I didn't. But I nodded anyway."Okay," I interjected, "but there's got to be, well, hell, there are,white guys who are romantic and attentive and masculine. I mean, Ilike to think I'm all of those things."They both laughed out loud. Sandy immediately.