“How many of them?”Lynn giggles, a little ashamed, “Six...”Kimberly follows up, “And how was that?”“It was bloody amazing!” Smiles Lyn.... “Best sex of my life! Those black lads don’t mess around! They go for it!!”There’s a cut as we skip back to Lynn in monologue mode, continuing her story. “But in the back of my mind, that whole ‘My friend was on UK of Zoo’, ‘My friend fucked a dog’ thing kept coming back into my mind ... And I kept thinking, I never have to answer to anyone but Martin ... I. She ran to the phone and dialed his cell. She had to stop him. She had to get him back. He couldn't just leave her. She had to explain -- try to make him understand.The phone rang and finally she heard his voice. It was his voice mail."Brent, it's me. Please call. I need to explain. Please, Brent. You can't leave me. Please talk to me and let me explain. You need to understand. It was just a job. Call me. I beg you. Call me." She set the phone back on its cradle and stood, looking at nothing.. It started quite innocently."Did you check this stuff out when you got it?" Joey said poking his index finger into the glass."No. Why?" I said walking over to him. I put two fingers in the slightly warm liquid, and saw what he was talking about."Weird," I said, rubbing my thumb against my slickened fingers. "It's sorta like Vaseline, but slipperier and thinner. Is KY like this?" I don't know. Ted didn't show me, and I never actually opened the tubes I got. Awe, shit. We don't have the. Sheclosed her thighs when Ireached for her pussy. Witha little coaxing she openedher thighs and I rubbed herpussy; she opened herthighs wider and as I rubbedher pussy dripped wet, shehugged me and rapidly thrustagainst my palm and fingers.All the while I held tight roundher waist and sucked on herbreasts. She was breathingheavily and I could feel herhaving an orgasm. I gentlylay her down on her back,pulled her inner skirt all theway down and off her legs,spread her legs, put themover my.