It was really quite amazing.Long,slim legs leadup to tight buttocks with curvaceous hips and a tiny waist.After unpinningChristine's curls,her hair fe...l halfway down her back in an auburn mass ofwaves.Unsure as to what to do,Rebecca slid her arms around Christine andpressed her breasts against her back.The two women were exactly the sameheight so when Christine turned around every body part matched.Breastspressed against breasts,hips against hips.Their lips met in a passionatekiss and Rebecca. If you close youreyes again I'm going to twist your balls off." His eyes popped open. He looked as if he were about to cry. "Now, John. Ask me nicely to fuck your wife. Ask me to please fuck mymother." I saw his throat constrict as he swallowed. His voice came out barely awhisper. "Please fuck my wife. Fuck your mother." "Louder, asshole. Say it nice and loud. Make sure we can hear youclearly. Beg me." He swallowed several times in rapid succession. "PLEASE SIR! PLEASE. When she showed her relish at such petting, he dived his hand down into the low-cut neckline of her cocktail dress and began to rub the nipple through the fabric of her bra. The dance was now a mere excuse for couples to embrace. Brenda hoped Tim could not see how close she was dancing to this horny character. She hoped he would not see the hairy hand thrust down the front of her dress, and it was certainly a blessing that no one could overhear the obscene things that Silas was muttering in her. Like Christy, Reggie had also crossed the tenuous line that sometimes separates love from hate. He could never fully loose his resentment for white folks, but Christy was no longer his vessel for punishing them. She became more than just an object of beauty used for his physical gratification. He cared for her and could never let her go.The sound of lovemaking — the rhythmic squeak of bedsprings, the grunts and groans of two souls lost in passion — grew louder. They left the bedroom door ajar.