My sister and I decided to head at night to a local nightclub to see what it was like. We knew it was aimed at our age range so we figured it would be...some fun, better than watching flamenco dancers for the 1000th time anyway. Both of us got ready and headed over to the club, we both got in no problem and I scanned the room. There were some lovely girls there at the club and all wearing little to nothing however there was one girl that stood out for me and not because of what she was wearing.. Have you been reading up on submission or something?”Cindy finally stood up and looked at me with something strange in her eyes for a moment. Was she ashamed of it? Was she just reticent to reveal it? “No, I heard about it and decided it might be interesting to try it.” There was something about the way she said it that was not quite right, but I couldn’t put my finger on it.I guess I decided not to look a gift horse in the mouth, as they say, and just let it drop. I had satisfied my horny. He pulled and pulled some more for quite some time before he stopped to check the positioning of my shoulder in the socket. Never mind I also had a broken collar bone, he complained in his native tongue apparently about how hard it was to reduce and he pulled some more. My hand was turning blue with no circulation due to his strong grip. When I finally mentioned he looked perplexed and frustrated but kept pulling. Finally he felt I had apparently a normal shoulder positioned as it was intended,. “Well... ok. I know what you mean. So you would want me to fuck a black guy?”“ONLY a black guy,” I stressed. “I’d love to give you a hall pass for black guys. No white men. Ok?”Her: “Ok, love.”Me: “Do you have anyone on your mind already?"She was thinking of how to put this. “Well… There’s one that I’ve caught checking me out at the gym.”I was pleased to hear this. “Do tell me more. Did it turn you on? Do you think he’s hot?”Her: “Yeah... to be honest, it turned me on. I felt like a piece of.