" She replied coyly.Tone cut in quick as a flash, "What, you've not done a white guy?"Hanna giggled and answered without thinking, the vodka clouding ...er better judgement, "No, I've not been with a black guy."Tone drew in his breath in mock horror, "you've never experienced a big cock, how terrible!" I never said that either." She responded.Jim laughed, "Told you, big doesn't require a suntan. So who was the lucky guy with the massive dick?" I'm a happily married woman and this is not the. Thank you, my love. I straightened her hair back out where I held onto, admiring the innocent look on her face. She licked the last few drops off my still hard cock. It was my pleasure, trust me, she said with a sexy tone. She walked over to her light switch and flipped the lights out, leaving only a dim night-light to guide us to each other. She walked back over to me, playfully pushing me back so I was lying down. I scooted back and positioned myself so my head was on a pile of pillows, this. I was breathing heavy and all I wanted was him to suck on my boobs again. We looked into each other’s eyes and he again came to me. He went straight down on my boobs and started sucking on them. I tried to take off his t-shirt and seeing that I wanted him topless, he took off his t-shirt and started to suck on my boobs again. “Yes,” I moaned softly “Suck on my boobs…” I continued. “Wait, wait…” I said asking him to stop. We couldn’t be just stand there and do the thing near the main door, so I. " Technically accurate though it inferredthat George was dressed as he was of his own free will.As we headed out the door poor George struggled with his bonds, theybecame more frantic when Lauren said, "Your stepsister said your fatherwill be home in an hour."I pitied poor George, his father knew about him being gay but toleratedit, but as a rough and ready engineer would take a pretty dim view ofhis son prancing around dressed as a girl. That was the last time I sawGeorge, thankfully I was.