I take a step back to admire her. How her skin seems to glow in the blue light. The goosebumps the night air has raised up and down her arms, her thig...s. The way she stands, almost embarrassed, her arms crossed over her chest, making her look a bit like an awkward, gangly school girl, being admired for the first time. Even after all these times. And yet, in her eyes that playful fire remains. She winks at me while wiggling out of her panties, gives me the softest of kisses on my lips, and jumps. Her black toenails complimented her black painted fingernails. and every finger and toe was adorned with a black ring. Black beads, bracelets, ear and nose rings completed the ensemble. She stared rapturously at the painting. When she opened her mouth to speak I anticipated black teeth. I was disappointed. ‘Isn’t absolutely fabulous,’ she sighed ecstatically. ‘The artist has captured so vitally the oppression of women in our patriarchal society. No man could possibly have painted that.’ I stood. Slap! Once more my hand found your pink flesh. Your moans increased, spurring me on. I felt my orgasm approaching fast. Your tightness was so amazing. I slowed down and leaned over you, my hand reaching under you and beginning to rub back and forth over your clit. Your moans filled my ears and I knew you were close. I increased my tempo, trying to match your movements so we would orgasm together. I felt you grind back against me as your breath started coming in short gasps. I felt your pussy. When we got back to the house He told me that she was ready to let you cum on her feet but she would be laying on her stomach not looking, because she still felt shy about it. I was okay with it we all went in the bedroom, and she layed down on her stomach and took off her shoes and socks. Her husband went to the corner and took off his pants and was ready to jerk off. I touched her soles a little bit as I felt my penis begin to grow in my pants.It didnt take long before I was fully erect. I.