We talked like a couple, and I was beginning to think that he wanted more than just an occasional great fuck. After the conversation slowed, I asked ...im, "Am I correct in believing that you want more than just an intermittent booty call?"Ian stared at me for what seemed like several minutes. Finally, he replied, "I know that I'm much older than you and that you have your whole life in front of you..."I interrupted, "I understand our situations. Yes or no?"He hesitantly whispered, "Yes, I. Is that clear?" "Yes Mistress." I said as she pulled out a blindfold from the cupboard. She smiled and placed it over my eyes. I couldn't see anything, but could head her taking something out of the cupboard. I heard her squeeze some lube out of a container and felt her grip my cock. I gasped, she wasn't wearing gloves like the nurse had, and I could feel her soft hand skillfully jerk me off, it was much better without gloves. I was soon needing to cum, "Mistress, please may I cum?" I begged,. Kay was squirming and moaning. Meg was enjoying what she was doing to Kay, clearly using similar techniques that I use on her. Meg started to finger her while she licked. After a few minutes of this, Kay signaled Meg back up for more kissing then rolled Meg onto her back, and removed her pants, also kissing her body, soon my wife was naked in front of a friend, and basically a stranger. Kay started her onslaught of my wife's pussy, licking and sucking her clit, Meg was moaning and squirming,. I noticed that the black people there were vilified and shunned. We were a long way away from Africa, now, in an entirely different world. Anna wasted no time telling me that I could no longer be seen with anyone who was black, it would be the end of my career, before it had even begun. I resented this, but from what I could see and hear, I knew that it was true. It had been the same in America, but I hadn’t mattered to me then, because I hadn’t been so close to Olu. He was gone, anyway, so I.