In fact, why don't you hand the ones you have on over right now," I said."You want my panties, Master?" she said shocked."Yes. Now hand them over." Sh... began wriggling out of her panties and before long she had them in her hand."Here you go, Master," she said, handing them to me.I took her panties from her. "There, my trophy from my new submissive. I put them on the rear-view mirror!" Master! Oh, you're terrible!" she giggled. "I wish I'd know you wanted a trophy, I would have gotten you a. Doug started the grille in preparation for cooking the steaks while this was happening."I am up for it, but like I said earlier I really want to try a black man" said my wife, and then she looked at me and asked "what did you mean when you said that you might of found one"I looked at her and everyone else, and replied "Well one of the people in the chat room the last time is black and he knows us. You meet him before" I said to her and then continued "you remember Steve who came over here a few. We were ‘ruining the sound of her band’ and ‘playing badly deliberately just to sabotage things’, she screamed on and on, mile after mile, while we mostly pointedly ignored her. Darryl once tried to take our side of things saying he thought ‘they sounded nice and tight tonight’. That started another row until she cowed him into silent submission, and by the time we were in our hotel bed in Chicago she was furious at everyone. But she did have a plan up her sleeve. Sensing that I was the core. He walked into the kitchen. He froze, there was his girlfriend, her big blue eyes sparkling under her long dark eyelashes, full red lips smiling cheekily. The ringlets of her soft blonde hair lay comfortably on her breast where she was wearing a black lace bra that was obviously too small as her nipples were almost bulging out. Her smooth flat stomach and hour glass figure was just leading his eyes to her matching black lace thong. Then his eyes dropped down to her fishnet stockings which.