He was polite, complemented her on her looks and dress and dancing ability, then he looked at me and politely said, "sir, can I ask your wife to dance..." She looked at me in shock and her eyes widened as I replied, "I'm sure she would love to, go ahead honey if you want." It put her on the spot, she did not really want to but felt obliged, so she walked with him. He put his big black hands on her back as they walked to the dance floor and I wondered how it would look on her white bare skin. ”“Liz invited me, but I’m not sure I can go to a church where they worship Mary.”“Me either,” I grinned.“What?”“Do you REALLY want to debate theology?” I asked. “This isn’t a short conversation.”“I guess not, no.”“Come to the service with Liz if you want. I can’t imagine that spending a few hours in church on Saturday morning is going to hurt you in any way.”“It could get me in trouble with our elders, though.”“Seriously? I mean, I could see if you participated, but just being there? I wouldn’t. Obviously it wont taste like a real sweet fruit but man, sexual fluids are indeed, much more tastier than a real sweet fruit. Thats why sex in damn pleasurable. So we both were drowned in each other, lips locked, for how long, I have got no idea. Then I broke the kiss with a puch sound, and we both looked at each other, gasping for air because the kiss was really long, deep and passionate. My hands were still on her sexy hips. I squeezed my right hand on her left hip which was naked.She let out. Was my girlfriend, she probably won’t look at me again” – “As you’re being such a cry baby about this you better wear these” Mommy said, handing me the frilliest pink panties she could find – OMG I thought, one part of me wanted to wear them so much and another hated them. “Come on darling, hurry up pink panties and pink stockings you’ll look precious” she told me “Look at Martina and Robyn, they don’t mind what they wear” and as I looked over they were dressing each other and taking the.