Then, wearing only my stockings and stilettos, I stepped up behind the stripper and danced there, while I played rubbing his tightened buttocks. His b...dy felt so good and hard; he smelled niceI heard the girls cheering on me and I did not want to disappoint. So I squatted behind the stripper and was about to make my way around to help Lorna suck his cock when somebody grabbed me from behind…I turned my head and found a huge muscled black man holding my waist. He pulled me against his body and I. “I’ll teach you!” I angrily thought as I grabbed a shampoo bottle and pressed my back against the towel rail and opened my legs. It wasn’t easy but after a couple of tentative pushes the neck of the bottle slid inside my quim. “Ooohhh,” I sighed as all 3 or 4 inches forced my hardly used pussy walls apart. In seconds my wrists were a blur as one hand rammed the shampoo bottle into my twat as my other hand frigged my clit as I stared at the reflection in the mirror. “Ugh…ugh…ugh!” I. He hadn’t meant to let the situation get so out of hand. It was more instinctive than meaningful, Mark had just looked to cute for him to resist. He hadn’t meant to make Mark angry. Still, Brent had to be careful. Even though Mark appeared to be very astute, he wasn’t as good at hiding secrets, there were quite a few people in high school that had noticed his infatuation with Brent, and had teased him about it. He hadn’t minded very much, he liked Mark too. Unlike Mark, however, Brent was. As it was, I had to settle for slipping a finger between his cheeks and across his pucker, as he lay panting at the end of the set.At the end of the workout all of his muscles were pumped up and looked huge. The veins in his arms and legs were prominent. His whole body gleamed with sweat. His breathing was deep and regular. Needless to say, my own thighs were shiny with moisture, though not with sweat."Sleene, get two bottles of water from the fridge." Yes Master" Sir," he corrected."Yes.