"'"For this next exercise," I said, speaking aloud in the heat of my fantasy, "I want you all to strip naked for me, so that I can lick out your pussi...s one by one. You first, Samantha." "'My heart nearly jumped out of my chest when Samantha's voice answered me casually. "'"Sounds good to me," she said, and I looked up to see that she was standing there in her grey business suit watching me blatantly finger-fuck myself. "'"You should let a girl know when you have the hots for her," she added.. That night after he had showered I locked him up again and this time told him I would not be releasing him until he had found me a well hung lover.In the following week my husband outdid himself. He found a well endowed 9 inch black guy named Roy that he had met while playing squash with a few months earlier. He knew Roy was well hung from peeking in at him in the shower at the gym. When my husband told me that part I laughed and told him I always knew he was queer. You should have seen how. Bucking her hips she slid forward towards Calvin. Remembering she must Fuck herself and look like good eye candy. She let her fingers tickle into her pussy as she pushed her arms into the sides of her breasts to perk them up even more so. Finally, she had thrust her self clear of her pants, now it was time for her shirt. Still on her knees Christ arched her back till her head touched the floor. With her eager yet panty clad pussy pointed straight at Calvin. In a single fluid motion she sat. It should be easy enough!’ Gwen put the cigarette back between her lips and struck a match. The little wooden stick broke in the middle and didn’t light, so she tried another one. This one didn’t break, but didn’t light, either. She tried again and this time the match sputtered into flame. Angela had struck matches before and hers lit on the first attempt. She held the match up and looked at Gwen, who held her match up and then nodded. Both girls held the flames to the tips of their.