I forced myself up against her and began dry humping her over her thin silky panties. I thrust my ever hardening bulge between her thighs and rocked ...ack forth. She kissed my ear and her hot breath stung my lobe as she panted eagerly. She wrapped her fingers around my ass and pulled me into her. I was consumed with an a****l instinct and all rational thought had escaped me. I wanted to fuck her right then and there.She reached up with one hand and hit the stop button on the control panel,. " I remarked as I pulled the chair out."Yeah. Were you as well?" No, not my kind of music. Classical is more to my liking," I replied."Yuck!" She settled back in the chair. I kept an eye on her while I arranged my papers. I guessed she was about fourteen and developing nicely although wearing baggy jeans and a bulky sweater concealed most of her form. Her face held my attention for a short while. It was small and roundish, and she wore purple framed, oval spectacles, which made her look more. . he had no hair. HE WAS BALD!Panic mode shattered into Madeline's consciousness. At first she wasn't entirely sure what she should be worried about. Her muddled brain was putting thoughts together sluggishly.Her husband. Scott. He had a full head of hair. It was black. She loved running her fingers through it. What had happened to his hair?Adrenaline shifted Madeline into a higher state of alertness, and she became gradually aware that she was not home. This was not her bedroom. This was not. While in attendance at a club party. The husband has to act completely docile. He’s not allowed to object to any type of treatment his wife may encounter during the evening. She may be dominated by one of the black members. Even gang banged by a group of black men. They may treat her rough, slapping her around, spanking her white ass. They might even pull her hair during the process as they make her suck a cock or two. Sometimes the wife is taken into a private room where she will be subjected.