On Thursday nights they had kind of amateur pole dancing show. And the bastard was proposing me to get Anita there to have fun.Of course it was a blac... club; but Jerome laughed and added that a lot of married white wives went there just for dancing and stripping off on stage in front of black men.Then Anita called me on a video call. I saw she was naked at our bed and she was playing with her favorite black dildo. I told her I was talking with Jerome and she was delighted to be added to our. The candles her wife had kindly lit revealed the chilled glass of Pinotwithin easy reach and Joan again sighed as the cool liquid slid into hermouth.Over the next half hour she used her loofah to gently scrub and cleanse.Her search for errant hair revealed that the afternoon at the salon hadbeen very thorough. She admired the gloss of her toes peeking out of thenow diminishing suds. "I wasn't sure about the new length of thesenails," she thought as she wiggled her long fingernails, "but. All three girls just lay motionless on the floor, way too spent to even try to get up. Poor Ana didn't even have the energy to pull out the vibrator that was still buzzing on high in her cunt; for several minutes this vibrator was the only thing that could be heard in the room, apart from the girls' ragged breathing and occasional moans that is.Very slowly, the girls started to come around, all except Ana, whose vibrator still had her in a daze; as she saw Lana and Hannah helping each other up,. " When?" I think Deb should be there so she knows what happens, so whenever you two want me to come over, let me know and I'll see if I can do it."I heard some discussing and he came on line again asking if the next evening was okay."Um, I really don't want to be out two nights in a row. How about Thursday, your place, right after work?"They agreed and that was that. Thursday, right after work. I was liking this."Okay, I'll be there and you have to promise me one thing," I told him and he asked.