I watch in hunger as you dry off every inch of your body. I long to rake my nails down your back as I kiss you passionately. Tonight might just be the...night that I go home with you. I picture your long hard shaft being held by my hands instead of you towel-drying every glistening drop of water from your luscious body. I take another long pull of my drink as I start pleasuring myself. I'm not wearing any panties tonight, because I'm hoping to gather the courage to step into your arms and nibble. She asked me, “How do you imagine me, Vinay, and what do you do while imagining me?”I looked up into her eyes as she stood beside me. She kept her hands on my shoulders. She again asked me, “What do you do, Vinay? Tell me.” I was sort of embarrassed. I did not know what to do. I looked at her and replied, “Well, you know what men do when they imagine a hot, beautiful sexy woman.”I could smell the lovely scent of her body. I could feel the heat of her hot body as she stood very close beside me.. Terry’s sexual fantasy was about to become a reality! ‘I was leaving the bedroom and glanced one last time at the packet of six condoms placed on the night stand next to the water bed, realizing tonight one or more of those condoms would be rolled onto Amos’ huge cock and both Terry and our guest’s fantasies would become reality. The stage was set. Amos, our privileged guest, my fiancé’s best friend, was about to fuck his first white woman—and I was the prize! ‘I couldn’t stall any longer. I. She was conflicted. She tried to talk us all out of doing anything at all. She’d have sent those guys packing from the get-go. But inside she wanted to see what things were like just as much as Tawny did. She got to the point where she decided that, if it was going to happen, the only guy she was willing to let it happen with was me. And Rudy.”“So she didn’t actually consent,” he said.“It wasn’t like that,” I insisted. “She kept saying we shouldn’t, and then confided in me that she wanted to..