He brushed the end of the strap against her calf, caressing her with it. “Don’t get there too quickly, my pet. You know what’s waiting for you...”Yes, she did. But his words only made her hotter. More turned on. She was breathing hard, her clit wanting her to go faster.“What a naughty girl. I can see how wet you are. You’re not enjoying this, are you? Humping the floor like a naughty girl? And your poor cheeks are already so red.”Why did his teasing, taunting words have such an impact on. "I never had a dancer as a client before. Can I see how flexible you are and spread your legs as wide as they can go?" he whispered in my ear and his warm breath on my neck gave me goose bumps. "Sure," I agreed and felt him lift off of me and spread my legs. "I want to be able to give that muscular ass all the love it deserves," he said, as I felt a wet finger circle my asshole and the fat, now-stiff head of his cock slide between my cheeks. "Is that wide enough for you to get to it?" I asked,. She had those green magical eyes that make me weak each time she looked to me. Carmen was clearly the (guy) in the couple, she was way more straight forward and she wasn't shy at all.It was my first black woman and I wanted to live my whole life with her. She always took care of me... protected me... I felt so happy with her and sex was great! She often seduced me telling me how great my blue eyes were... how great my dress was and she was grabbing my little butt sometimes in front of everybody. She: And what if I Share you with Someone ..Me: If its Ok with you . I Would Love It. But Why are you asking this all this?She: Be there at my place sharp at 8 pm ..will be missing you baby..will continue our discussion tomorrow.Saying this She hung up the phone. I was In a fix as why she was talking all that , and What is going on in her mind.I reached her home at 8 .I had put on the Giordiano perfume which turns her on. This time she wasn’t wearing her night suit rather she was in a Lingerie..