I directedmy sluttiest look at him, "So, John, would you like to be my friend?"He coloured, and just nodded. I stood and walked over to him, leaningfo...ward, I kissed him. This was my first kiss with a guy and he was agood kisser, at least, I thought so. He put his hands on my hips anddrew me towards him, pressing us together. I could feel his hardnesspressing into me, and yet again, I wanted it."Not distubing anything, I hope?"It was Ian and Hayley. Typical John, the door was open when he. I was completely dumbstruck to see a widow wearing such a revealing nighty. The fact that she always remained simple in front of me also hit my mind. I could have never imagined my simple chachi wearing such a sexy outfit. This aroused me a lot and my lund was standing at an angle of 90 degrees, saluting her. And if this wasn’t enough the next thing surely stunned me. Going near the dressing table she removed her nighty! Now I was seeing her in a black bra and a panty. I was able to see the. I was morethan a little reluctant, if for no other reason than leaving our purseson the table unattended was new to me. But he kept us near the table,so we could see it as we danced. The first few songs were typical fastpaced, but the third song shifted into a slower, softer style. Leonardimmediately swept me up, so we could dance real close, so close that heactually pressed up against me, his arms holding me tight. At first Ithought I was imagining it, but a quick glance confirmed that the. Paula’s former husband was a guy his late thirties, a blond handsome man with blue eyes and very kind…But this guy Jamal was not like that, at all. He was athletic, muscular, barely in his early twenties. He was huge, a real hunk. And he was black...He had hugged me when we were introduced. He kissed my cheek. He held me a little too long, though not long enough for me. This huge man really took my breath away. The black guy was gorgeous and I felt my thong getting wet...We had a couple a.