She agreed. As I was looking for a moment something like this, I seized on the opportunity and completely embraced her. While coming out of the hug, I...once again put both my hands on her boobs and slowly took my palms away. She said “Honey, what did you do again? What the hell you like over there?” Now, I gathered all my courage and told her “I love the shapes there.” She said “WHAT??” I said “yup, I love the shape!” It was clear then that she was not ready for such an answer from me. Point. He went into the bathroom and came out in just a t shirt, his cock hard as a rock, he walked towards the chair I was sitting in and without saying a word he stuck it straight in my mouth. I sucked and tongued it and then I pulled my pants off and let me dick hang, I was 3/4 hard and knew I wanted to cum too. I told him to sit down and I went on my knees and played with his cock, licking and sucking and jerking. it was very hot and I was rock hard. I stood up and said I'm hard too, can you touch. Can’t remember it impressing me much,” Jason replied from the towel next to her. “Unlike here, the water was dirty ... grey-ish brown ... it just looked nasty.”“Cabana-Lizzy!” Donna called. “Oh, Cabana-Concubine ... fetch us some snacks, won’t you?”“Yes, Milady. Anything to drink?”Donna leaned her head over, looking to Jason.“Drink?”“Yeah, just a plain Sprite if you would.”“A Sprite, and a Dr. Pepper for me, Cabana-Lizzy.”Leaning back, she said, “Any reason you’re avoiding the alcohol, my. Mistress Kelli was a young single mother who lived on the local council estate. At about 24 she was a lovely dark, powerful West Indian woman. In 10 or 15 years she would probably run to fat, but at the moment she was at the very peak of feminine sexuality. Young black women seemed, James mused, to be naturally dominant. Confidence, indeed arrogance, seemed to define them from a very early age. James could certainly testify to that. He had enough of the young minxes in his class, if you could.