Up until now everything we had done could still be just considered kinky fun. Calling Antwan was a major step in moving towards her interracial sexing...and we had to take it very carefully.Anna and I went out for coffee to our favorite place. We relaxed and browse through various stores like we normally did. We didn't say anything to each other about interracial sex or the fact that Anna was going to call Antwan. We carried on like we always did. Anna and I held hands as we walked around. We. It shocked me that I could even get aroused after last night! I was sure I wouldn't be horny again for at least a week or so, but here I was, yearning to cum in the middle of my living room.I bet everything here is couture. I better shower before trying anything. Wouldn’t want to get anything dirty! I thought with a coy smile. I grabbed all the bags and threw them on my bed before hopping in the shower. I washed my hair and bathed, removed the showerhead, and switched it over to what I. Satisfied with the choice of music, I walk to the kitchen and check on dinner. Tonight, I chose a light dinner consisting of a small salad and mildly spicy shrimp pasta (keeping warm on the stove) which will be served with a glass of White Riesling.I hear the garage door opening and quickly go back upstairs to our bedroom and light the candle I will be using later. The vanilla scent is heavenly as Margo would say. Placing the candle, brush and small bowl of massage oil on the night stand next. It looks like a huge, angry dildo! Wrapped around the thick length is his furry, clawed hand. Slowly, he begins to jerk it.Joni feels a familiar tingle as she silently watches, slowly sliding her fingers down into her panties. Kera lowers her eyes to her best friend’s crotch. Joni half expects her friend to recoil in disgust, instead she bites her lips, stands and starts rocking her hips to grind her snatch into her father’s face with no care for his discomfort. Joni, spurred on, rubs the.