"A bet is a bet. Would you have fucked my ass?" Iasked."Yes..." he squeaked."Well, it has always been my fantasy to be with awoman." I could see the l...ok of surprise in his eyes."Don't worry, silly, I would never do it in real life.I could never get over the whole gay thing. But, withyou, I could pretend and still be normal." Please, honey," I cooed, rolling his balls in myother hand. "I promise to make it worth your while.Maybe, I will even give you what you wanted." Oh,that really got his. I was told that women could be topless in the lobby and the pool and gym facilities. Women, as well as men, must wear a shirt in any of the restaurants. She told me that that is true in most of New York City. Most stores allow a woman to be topless, but restaurants all require shirts. Basically, the law is that anywhere a man can be topless, a woman can too.Maria put on one of her tiny skirts which barely covers her butt when she walks along with a loose tank top and a pair of heels. The. It was a black one, long, thick and veiny. I told her that I could not remember ever having used it. Ana looked at me and she giggled, saying she had always used it with her sensual girlfriend Laura, since this huge thing reminded both of them like it was a real monster black cock, belonging to a well hung black man...Ana smiled and laughed loud, saying she loved this thing and she used it when I was at home and she could not meet her endowed Black Master…I picked up a butt plug, telling her. Then she pulled all the way back, freeing my entire cock. It pulsed in the air, dripping gobs of saliva. Cindy gasped for breath with her mouth open. Her eyes were filled with excitement. I reached for her head and pulled her back. She opened her mouth wide. I pushed her down until I heard her gag. Still, she took most of my cock without a problem. Soon we began a rhythm. My hips pushed upward with each of her downward moves. I was fucking my s****r’s mouth. The reality of that was too much for.