She looked completely sultry.“Hell, Cindy,” Taylor purred. “I hear you like my artwork.”Cindy drew in her breath lightly. She couldn’t take ...er eyes off Taylor, and she froze, seemingly not sure what to do next.I broke the silence after some moments. “Cindy, honey,” I said softly,” why don’t you go greet our guest?”Cindy slowly moved over to the bed next to Taylor. She took Taylor’s face in her right hand and looked deeply into her eyes. Without a word, she leaned forward and gave Taylor a. I offered her a beer, she giggled, and took two.As we drank our beers Jamie posed in various places and in various positions for me. She should have been a model in her past too. Then it was time to pee again. That time she picked the toilet and full flow. I got ready, said go, and got four pretty good pictures. She wiped right there in front of my face and then flushed.Jamie then asked me if wanted to make love to her before she went home. She didn’t ask me to fuck her, she asked me to make. The idea made her face feel hot and her pussy damp. She simply couldn't shake the mixed emotions of shame and arousal she felt when she thought of the time she spent at the club.She tried to make up for it, though. She treated white men and women with deference and respect. Always calling them sir or ma'am as appropriate. No one seemed to have noticed it or just assumed she was very polite. Men had asked her out on dates, but it wasn't the same. She found herself wanting them to take charge of. He looked around to make sure no one was looking, and started taking his clothes off quickly. Shilpa leaned against the side of her door watching C, she loved the expression on his face when he was taking his pants off and then when he was taking his underwear off. She knew C would look at her from the corner of his eyes before his took his underwear off to see if she was watching him or his body. She never disappointed him. "You have to invite us to look at your new furniture someday Sneha".