I resisted the almost overwhelming urge to take it all off and get into you as soon as I could. You were wearing a tight black latex mini-skirt, that ...ugged your body and sparkled as it reflected light of its freshly oiled surface. Underneath the skirt were my favourite sheer nylon stocking, with the fashioned heel and seam up the back. The stockings were attached to a new purchase, an 8-strap suspender belt with metal clasps, ala Dita von Teese. It cost a fortune! But was worth every penny as. .Wow what a boob came out I was astonished by its beauty I had not seen such a beautiful boob it was erect and the nipples were light brownish in color and hard I caught hold of her nipple and squeezed it and I put my lips and kissed her boobs and took it in my mouth and sucking and squeezing the boobs She was pressing my head and playing with my hairs and pulling my hairs in ecstasy I now took her to the cot and made her lie down on the Cot and pulled her skirt down and inserted my hands in. “Oh Fuck. Yesssssssssssss you greedy fuck meat” Lenny shouted, as his balls made contact with the back of the hand that was working her cunt.Kathy’s natural instincts would have told her to wriggle free and escape from the agony, but, beside the fact that escape was impossible from these fit black guys, she was enjoying the torture. She now felt exactly as she imagined a truly dedicated slut should feel, dominated, used and abused……….Lenny began to fuck her properly, at first, keeping deep. ‘I want to sing and play just like Ron does,’ she said in an anxious tone. From the genie, ‘Wish number two is granted and what is the final wish?’ ‘Well . . . Ron and I aren’t getting any younger and . . . ‘ Impatiently the genie demanded, ‘And what?’ ‘Ron and I want lots of babies.’ The last was said in a most exuberant tone. She looked at the genie in befuddlement as it turned from it’s lovely blue to a deathly shade of white not unlike a funeral shroud. ‘Are you sure about this,’ the genie.