She was in the throes of ecstasy and that was the reason for this. Anyone watching this couple would be awestruck at the stark contrast of black and w...ite. She was fair beyond means almost pale as an albino and he was coal black.She loved to see themselves in front of the mirror and precisely the reason she has so many of them in her bed room including the ceiling.Sowmya gets so turned-on seeing themselves in the mirror , she orgasms so quickly sometimes by only seeing their reflection.“Dei. Are you studying hair styling?" one of the girls asked onceshe realized she was talking to a guy. "Uh, yeah. My name's Greg. What's yours?" "I'm Tisha. This is Parker. We went to high school together. What bringsyou to beauty school?" "I want to run a salon someday. Maybe a spa as well," Greg tried to respondconfidently. He didn't do badly. The girls seemed satisfied with his explaination. "Just seem a little butch for this crowd," Parker piped in, trying to breakthe ice. "Well, I guess we'll. I couldn't move if my life depended on it at that moment. I felt a little bad that he had not finished, but he had no problem letting me rest while he picked up the hard work. He got up and hovered over me. I could feel my juices dripping back off of him and falling onto my legs. He straddled me and guided that huge manhood between my legs. Effortlessly he had it placed right at my entrance again, even with my legs closed and me laying on my front.He put his hands down on the bed and moved. More than fun," she added, softly.A hint of a smile tugged at the corner of Rhonda's lips. "Maybe... now and then... we could... you know, be better friends than we are."Laura grinned. After all, Rhonda was a vice president. She couldn't just come out and say, Let's get together and fuck more often."I think that might be a great idea," Laura said, not letting Rhonda's eyes escape hers. "I sure would like to know where you got... that... you know-"A charming pink flush suffused Rhonda's face,.