Whack!I was taken away to a new place. It was a place of intense sensual arousal. My mind painted a rosy picture, like I was watching myself in the th...rd-person.Whack!Ohhh!! I had the feeling that I was on the brink of an orgasm. My slit started to drip right through my panties. What if she notices? I had this forceful feeling of fear and embarrassment at first. Although, what if she notices? I asked myself again, imagining a different outcome in mind.Whack!The paddle struck hard and I was. Back down the back hall stopped at the colored womens restroom knocked then went in to check to see if it needed anything. Just as I entered the restroom I heard a woman curse now aint this just like that Leroy nigger me sitting my fat as on a commode and no toilet paper, I went to the back closet took the key that Ben had given me and unlocked the door found the paper went back to the stall, said mam here it some toilet paper, what you doing in here ain’t nobody but that worthless Leroy. I can’t see our toy boy’s cock, but I know from seeing him in the gym he is almost as big as me. I also know he is bisexual. A week ago, when I first told Sarah about him she was determined to have him. She has a thing about younger bisexual men. “Make it happen, soon,” she told me.“Okay baby, but no fucking, oral sex only. And you know I want to watch,” I told her as we fucked like rabbits that night. The next morning at the gym Emile was rapt when I showed him some pics of my lady. The first. The dynamic changed when the young poet noticed it and removed the dancer from the triangle. The actor, amusing but small and quiet, remained at the guide's side for the rest of the evening, sharing her with the Amazon and slowly building her interest, especially since the tall handsome dancer remained with the young poet. The guide invited us to the stable the next day and all who had been there the previous evening accepted and the old flapper did too. Our gathering moved to the Annandale.