Some guys called you a sell-out, an "oreo". Other guys wished you luck, and encouraged you to call them up once you met some white girls you want to s...are.So you said goodbye to your old life when Rick and Debbie came and picked you up. They are a good looking couple in their 40s, both trim and still in good shape. They packed your stuff into the back of their SUV and welcomed you in.As you drove down the freeway from downtown towards White Hills some 40 miles away, Rick and Debbie told you. "I'm sorry," he said, "but I can't help it." No need to be sorry. It's rather flattering."He smiled lovingly at her. "The trouble is there's the urge to go further like we did last night. Don't get me wrong I loved every minute of it but if you hadn't left when I made you I don't think you'd have left a virgin."She had recovered her poise now and was looking him in the eye. "I get turned on too," she said. "Very turned on. I don't get hard like you but everything down there gets warm and tingly. I made her lie on her back and started licking her toes. I started kissing her feet and slowly started kissing her legs simultaneously licking it. I licked her thighs and licked to my heart’s content. I unbuttoned my jeans and we both were in our underwears. I slowly removed her underwear and started kissing her vagina. I started licking it, sucking it and kissing it over and over again and she was moaning. Her hands were tightly clutching the bed and her feet tightly clasping the bed. Even I. I knew he had funny business on his mind but when I had to bend over to remove my knickers, he spooned my bum so hard that I had to gasp out in sheer delight. I was certain the shop girls had heard me and I was totally mortified but enjoying it at the same time. I told Marcel in no uncertain terms to keep it "inside his trousers" or I would tell my Andre. He behaved himself after that but I could still see his eyes were telling a different story. I had not doubt on my mind that at some point on.