She had normal clothes, nothing too kinky, no evidence of sex toys. She was by all accounts -- normal. I found a planner in her office with her work a...d social activities. It seemed that she was a creature of habit and worked every day from 9-5 with trips to the gym directly after work on Monday, Wednesday and Friday. I had a plan now, wait until she got home from the gym, in the closet or bathroom and do it then. I know I said I was going to wait a few weeks, but the waiting was killing me.. We all know how fantasies keep us going and this was no different, I had already seen Jenny fulfill her fantasy of being with a black girl, and what a lovely creature she was, long curly hair, luscious red lips, two C-cup tits laying there topped with dark chocolate nipples, that all it took was some light sucking to make her cum in buckets and the tightest looking pussy with just a hint of pink showing thru and my rock hard cock laying along the crease of her ass as her and Jenny kissed and me. She rubs his shaft using her wet center, coating his cock in her slickness. The darkness in his eyes pleases her and she knows they will have to join bodies soon. Leaning back on his thick thighs as though horse-riding, Izetta thinks about grasping his cock and taking him into her mouth. She doesn't. The thought passes. She is unable to wait. Alfonse is an intense man, he demands of her, greedily eliciting responses. Now, he pulls her towards his delectable lips. If she is honest, at this. Deep, green eyes. Full of stories. Stories that for some reason she couldn’t wait to know. She quickly pulled back, as he continued to pull the window shut. She breathed a sigh of relief as the warm recycled air circulating the club replaced the draft. She smiled at the perfect stranger and turned away, so her long black hair covered her face, shielding him from her cheeks once again turning red. A trait she despised. Her eyes returned to the crowd, a comforting sight, no one staring back or.