"Both horses had bareback pads on them and Sam and Rhonda led them to our mounting block. Rhonda got up on Gypsy and Donna climbed on behind. I got up...on Princess behind Sam."They're going to lead," Samantha said. "Which means they can't hear or see anything we do. So the permission I gave you earlier is still in effect. God! We've missed you, Brian. Put your hands inside my shirt and just hold my tummy. Please?"It was less stimulating than her bare breasts but somehow it was almost more. I entered the lounge, and found an empty seat in the corner, and what I saw was astonishing. The dance floor was full of black guys and white girls, all wriggling and dancing to the heavy beat. As the cocktail waitress came by, I had to ask what sort of special event this was. That was when I found out that there are interracial sex parties that travel from establishment to establishment. The hotel got extra revenue from the rooms they rented, and the lounge did gang-buster business. The. . "Okay, I'm ready," Barb said, her voice breaking my nasty concentration. Thank god she couldn't read my mind... she would have called the police on me.During our drive to the mall, I had a surprising revelation. Barbara was very sexy woman. I always knew that, I just never... and my new, evolving sex life wasn't going to allow me to leave any stone unturned... not until I infected everyone who mattered to me... Her and Annie were so much alike, dark and sultry, but Barb dressed atrociously.... Nobody — not him, not even her best friends — knew how deeply her feelings for him dwelt. They coiled in her core, a writhing nest of disappointment crying out for his touch, screaming a silent scream in vain. he could not hear it, did not want to hear it. ‘Hmmm.’ She sighed, raking her hand through her auburn hair. She let her eyes travel over his form ever so subtlety. There were some who had found him unattractive, had made him feel so low about himself. No, he wasn’t perfect, nor was he a.