I brought out the $4 and she smiled as she took it, handing me a cup, still openly ogling my balls.Just as I was about to leave she said, “Oh, one m...re thing…”“Yeah?”She smiled, stepped forward, and cupped my balls in her hand, gently giving them a squeeze, causing me to jump a little. She hugged me close letting me feel the soft curves of her very sexy body, and said, “By the way, all the girls at the party can grab any guy’s balls anytime they like, house rules…”“I… I see,” I stammered in. Mel was standing next to me. Freshly showered, she was dressed in a baby blue cotton tee shirt, tight western Jeans and open toed sandals. "I was just thinking about my situation with Jeanne." "Good thoughts?" "Actually they were." "Excellent, you're making progress. Are you ready to go to the store?" "Yeah, I am." Mel drove the Jeep. We went to the supermarket we'd passed the previous day. On the way I told Mel about Ruth and David. She was fascinated and eager to discuss their situation while. (These women are usually only a few weeks away from the actual experience.) And, surprisingly, some women after coming closer and sitting one or two seats away, finally give in to their desires and join the white slut and her black lovers; and when this happens, their husbands usually are very vocal in telling them how very happy they have made them. Once this has happened, they will never go back, and these women usually become whores for black cock from that day on! Another place couples. “Has anybody seen my wife this morning?” he asked the group.“The attic room at the top of the stairs,” Ron replied.“How the fuck would you know that?” Charlie said in an accusing tone as he punched Ron in the back of the head.Ron whirled out of his seat and shook off Lavender’s restraining arm. “Because I watched my wife go up there to join her, asshole!” Ron shoved Charlie back, but he barely moved, except to toss his plate on the counter. Ron was pretty sure he was biting off more than he.