.I’ve never done this...’ Sarah’s eyes are closed now, her head tossed back. Her other hand now back on me, jerking me, wanking me.‘Are you to...ching yourself?’Sarah’s sudden directness turns you on even more.‘Oh fuck. Yes Sarah. My pussy is so wet. So open and so wet’And you both listen to each other’s hard breathing, your gentle moans rising as you finger yourselves. After a moment, Sarah takes her hand from me and I watch her sit in the chair next to the massage table, one leg over the side. With two fingers, you parted and spread your lips, exposing your pink wetness and your hard peanut. Then your slipped fingers inside you, dampening your fingertips before smearing your juices in circles around your nub. The sensation of rubbing your hypersensitive clit, still fresh from the last orgasm, sent shivers across your body. "Oh my gawwwwwwwwwd I love masturbating." you deeply sighed as your eyes barely peeked open. You rolled and massaged your hard clit as fingernails raked your inner. I stood and walked unsteadily to stand beside the erotic scene before me. With my hand I stoked my own erection, being gentle so I did not spoil my time. With the other hand I slipped the scarf’s knot free, and eased it of from you. Your eyes blinked open looked at me then it dawned. If I was stood looking at you, who....? You raised your head and looked down, seeing the blonde hair held back, and the beautiful girl suckling on your breasts. I smiled. ?Happy birthday my darling,?. You had. I cannot imagine what they would have done if I had married one. You might not understand coming from New England. I just thought it would make my life way too complicated to stay with them in a lasting relationship. I really enjoyed the sex but decided to move on with my life in a different manner. Besides, I love you soooo much!" Do you ever feel like you would like to have another black man as a lover" I asked her.She looked at me funny and said, "What are you saying? You want me to fuck.