We started talking about the story I had posted here about my wife Dawn, I had an overwhelming sensation of relief being able to candidly talk about ...t with another person, he told me how he had fooled around on his girl a few times with white women and his 3 some experiences, said he liked fucking white women in front of their men, I'd be lying if I said my cock was not hard as fuck at this point, neither of us having done anything like this before, it was a little awkward, then he said I'm. Gazza got him to the bathroom, stripped, washed and into clean PJs, while Bette dealt with finding him clean sheets and making his bed. She put some crystals in his room and in several other rooms and activated her favourite spells.By the time Gazza got Carson back to bed, the room now looked clean, was in better repair and smelt a lot better. No sooner was Carson settled that Bette put a tray on his bed and he happily slurped up the hot camla and tomato soup and the soaked bread. He was. After the faggot dam broke, and I came into my panties over and over likea good white boy, I don't know. A large portion of my mental landscapechanged. I'd be walking down the street, and checking out the asses ofgirls in front of me. But instead of imagining what it would be like tofuck them, or how a big, fat black cock would look sawing in and out ofit.. I was mostly jealous. I wanted to wear girlish clothes in public,parade my booty around. That was my instinct. My immediate. “Are you feeling a little nervous?” She asked as her hand caressed his cock.“Yes, I find it more exciting when you take my cock out in public than Lisa.”“You seem to like more things that I do than she does.”“You’re more carefree than she is.”“You mean I’m more of a slut compared to her.”“Yes,”“John, I’m sure I’ve told you that I love our fucking and your friendship but it’ll never be more than that. I love my Dan and will never leave him, though you seem to think Lisa would leave you for.