I rose to my feet and beckoned her to dance again. We melted into each other with intermittent bouts of tongue swapping and groping. When the song end...d we moved to the kitchen to refill our drinks. As we stood breaking ice into the bucket, I moved behind her and told her that she just needed to relax and not think about the situation. Just let her feelings flow. "You just need to let the other person know that you like having him here, that you don't mind." That's what I need - some minding,". ”“That’s too bad,” she said before adding, “Turn right and go to that stop sign and turn left.”I pulled out and followed her direction to a large brick colonial with an attached two-car garage. As I pulled into the driveway, the garage door opened and Doreen directed, “Just pull in beside my car in case it needs a jump-start.”I again followed her bidding, and as I closed in on the garage, I notice that Doreen’s hood was up. Someone, that I assumed was Sue, was under the hood from the side. Knowing that she couldn’t feel him inside of her anymore, he asked her if she liked his white cock or the big Black cock more. Without hesitation she quickly answered that she liked big Black cock more. He knew at that moment, when she told him that she liked a big Black cock more than his dick, she was close to becomming the slut of his dreams. He also knew that soon she would be wanting real Black cocks, and that her toys would become a thing of her past. In no time he was asking her other. "Ouch!" she whelped, pouting as she withdrew back into her seat.He grinned at her, "On your best behavior, wench; we're here."Before them on the road, which apparently was nothing more than one hell of a long driveway, stood a massive stone wall. A wrought iron gate, complete with arch and a swirling Old English "H" in an intricate circle, was open. Slowing down, Michael eased the sports car through the narrow passage. No longer was the surrounding country the tangled jungle of bayou.