”She looked around nervously, “Here?”“Why not?” Her face blanched so I corrected myself, “Do you have somewhere you’d prefer to show it ...o me?”“Somewhere private if possible. My apartment is in four stops, or we could duck into a clothing store dressing room. Maybe a handicapped bathroom?”I was a little confused, I thought I was going to be told off. Or she would end the conversation rudely. Instead, she seemed nervous even while trying to offer different possibilities. Her apartment? The. She was dressed head to toe in black: black push up bra (and Janet was surprised at how big her breasts looked) black lace briefs that thankfully covered her stomach, black stockings, black jeans, and a black halter top. Some lace up boots with a little bit of a heel completed her look. She told Xavier what she'd be wearing, but probably a lot of other women would be wearing black too. He told her to meet him near the front door. She parked herself on a black velour loveseat. She had tucked a. Vicki could feel his prickshaft pulsing in her hands. She wrapped her hand around the thick root in admiration, then began spreading the lube on it.Robert said, "Use a lot around the head, and a little on the rest. Once the head gets in, the rest'll go in pretty easy."As Vicki lubed the man's big cock, she was struck by a sudden realization. She was not going to get fucked in the cunt; she was going to get fucked in the ass! The crazy man wanted to stick his huge prick up her tiny little. “If you are going to cum, I want it in here so you can clean it out of me later.”"Oh dear,” was all Bill could say and knew he was really accepting his place as her cuckold.“Would you please tell me all that happened to you today?”“You really do like to hear this stuff, don’t you?”“Yes, I really do enjoy it a lot.”“Okay, if you insist, here goes.”“Sophia and I met for lunch and discussed what we would need to get to meet Sir’s demands for the poker game. She said she knew exactly where to go.