I also wasn’t sure how she would feel about the whole black-on-white dynamic.One other aspect of that was interesting. One of Denise’s friends fro... college told me confidentially one time, when we were all drunk at a party, that Denise had a serious relationship with a black guy in college before I met her. I really didn’t believe her, and Denise had never mentioned that to me. I never mentioned it to her because I make it a point not to pry into her past unless she willingly shares it. It. I shook my head and told him that I didn’t have any lube but I would be happy to suck him. No matter, he then turned me around and started to rim me for all he was worth. That tongue was talented in every way. As he darted in and out of my bunghole, I was getting hard again. His thumbs worked my cheeks apart and his tongue explored deeper into my ass-crack. My head was spinning once again. Before I knew it, I felt the tip of a condom covered cock start to work it’s way into my sphincter. I was. Fortunately her inner thighs were by now resting fairly well against Tom's own legs and she slipped but a few inches before the handcuffs took the strain and his spare arm wrapped around her waist to stop her falling further. She was suspended by the chains with the silk ties protecting the tender flesh of her wrists and her breasts pressing against Tom's face. His mouth gobbled on one nipple, now easily within his hungry reach.As she hung from the chains, any stretching pains she experienced. My cock had been aching for attention, and when she touched it, and it felt so good I thought I was going to cum in my jeans. This woman had me so turned on that I had to thank her by getting her off. I slid my hand along her crack. Slowly moving lower and lower until my hand was between her legs. Her pussy was covered with stubble. It seemed that she had forgotten to shave that day. I rubbed my finger over her lips, not wanting to penetrate her yet, just teasing her. The music was.