He sure liked to look, at least he liked looking at me. Did he really like black girls that much? Maybe he'd had a black girlfriend once. A mistress! ...e'd had a beautiful black mistress, a young one that he spoiled with furs and jewelry and kept in a penthouse apartment. He'd visit her at midnight and make love to her until dawn. Then Mr. Cummings would creep back to his sleeping wife and into her bed, pretending he hadn't been anywhere at all.But Mrs. Cummings had found out! She's caught him. “Oh God, Mary. What are you doing to me?” I began to probe her pussy, my fingers slipping deeper, my groans growing louder, my pussy begging to be touched. Somehow I moved and Amy’s fingers pressed against my folds, tickled me and probed into me, her head resting on my breasts, her tongue flicking over my nipple. I kept staring at the window and moved my body again to offer a better view of our trembling bodies to anyone spying on us. I spread my legs wider and raised my knees, exposing. I could see a needy look in her eye when our lips slowly pulled apart.“Just curious, Jack. How do you know when your partner wants to… You know… enter the blue room? It sounds so sensual. Can you get in one of the rooms?”I danced us into a darker area kissing her neck and ear said. “If we dance close, kiss and rub certain areas together and it gets better and better, one of can suggest we enter the room for more. I’ll show you.”My left hand moved up from her hip and gently traced her side boob.. She almost beganto sob. The mistress hadgiven Sarah a proper whipping. Before she turned her attention to Ann shemounted a vibrator just on the top of Sarah?s clit with a rope. She showed somenipples clamps to the classes letting the student feel them before she wentover to Ann. She moved close to one of Ann?s nipples and licked it. At once itstood out. Sopping sound were heard from the auddience when she clamped thenipple on. Ann?s body reacted at once on the pain. All her muscles tensed upand.