The Young Black Man reflected back on the evening's events. He was in an absolute state of bliss! He could not believe his luck! This sexy White Woman...had picked his black ass up at a bar - where there were too many Black Studs to count - and dragged him back home with her. They then polished off a bottle of champagne...whereupon Joani (her real name?) excused herself and left the living room. She was back in a flash dressed only in a black g-string, black nylons, black high heels and a pair of. She looked at him slyly before running her tongue on the velvety underside of his cock. She sucked him, making him groan. Her teeth grazed his erection and she deep-throated him. ‘That’s enough,’ said Greg as he pulled himself away from Ashley’s mouth. ‘But, I want to …,’ said Ashley in protest. Greg laid a finger on her lips, silencing her. ‘No, Ash. Not now. Tonight, I want to be inside you. I want to feel your wetness and I want you to know that you are mine,’ said Greg, unable to dampen the. He turned his back to Bathing Boy, so only I could see his cock. I tried not to stare too much, but the truth was, I couldn’t get enough of the view.Bathing Boy turned off his showerhead. He walked over to his stuff, and he bent over so his boyhole was in plain view. Then he picked up a towel, dried himself off, and wrapped the towel around his waist. Finally, he headed for his locker.Chad was already touching himself. He hadn’t taken his eyes off the guy the whole time. “What’s that. “What promise? What, that I’d wear his stupid goth dress?”“The promise that, um, you know… that sometime this weekend, all three of us were going to…?”“…Going to fuck?” Kelly finished for her, twisting the sheets about her legs in surprise as she turned and rose up on one elbow to face Stephanie. “Uh, that was a secret… not a promise. Why, you wanna make it a promise?”“O-oh, right,” Stephanie said, visibly flustered. “It was… just a secret. But if—I mean, does that—”“Do you really… want that? I.