One of them was usually Handmaiden Amy but sometimes we got to cuddle up with her ourselves. The rest of us slept in a double king bed with a nice sof... mattress. We always cuddled during the night, even if we didn't have sex. Of course the nights when we did not make love were few because these big women had big sex drives and our sex drives were just starting to hit us like freight trains. Mistress Elizabeth allowed us to go with her on business. She did consultations on all kinds of things.. He released my hair, arms falling to his side. Popping him loose, I leaned back, looking up at him. Eyes closed, his breath was a slow pant. “How’d I do?” “Wow. Almost as good as a guy.” Our “afterglow” was interrupted by the ringing phone. Startled, Lee jumped up, pulling his shorts up with him, he ran to the bar. “Yea, yea, yea, I know, yea, oh yea! Ok. See you soon.” I had walked back to the bar, blouse still open, tits swinging. A few droplets of cum had started to run down towards my. .. he must like this interracial stuff.”“I’m only the second white woman that he has fucked,” she revealed. “He’s been trying to date white girls for years.”I laughed. “He’s finally pulled again after all that trying, hey.”She nodded.“It must be some sort of a highly prized conquest then to pull a white girl then?”Liz nodded. “It’s more than just a conquest,” she answered. “It’s crossing a divide; breaching a customary boundary, breaking a taboo.”“He told you that?”“Oh yes,” she admitted. “He. As I had money of my own and the kids were both set to graduate High School, they were no burden. I decided I wasn’t going to mope around and took a good look at myself. A single Mom with two teenage kids — who would want me? I decided to be critical of how I looked, but there was nothing to be critical of, looks-wise. I still had a beautiful face at 40, great tits, long legs that were sleek and shapely, dark auburn hair and caramel skin, curves and my green eyes still sparkled. I could easily.