After a while, I went back down to where we started: eating her out, getting my face coated in girl cum, fucking her while deep kissing then moving up...to fuck her mouth. I made about 3 round trips up and down her body. Each activity, it was my intention to bring each other right up to the point of climax and then back off. I was partially successful at denying myself, but it was clear, she was enjoying a few orgasms, however mild, in spite of my intentions.On the 4th round, as I was pumping my. With the gurneys set so close together, she was able to stand between the two girls. She put a hand on each girl’s bare stomach and gently massaged. She felt a chill go up her back as she realized what the sight of these 2 incredible girls was doing to her. She had had two previous lesbian experiences before, but those were both one time things and never at work. Her hands made small circles on each bare stomach. Gliding in circles, she would occasionaly pause to knead the soft skin, gently. Jaye felt no connection, though. Her psychological switch can apparently only be flipped by a Dominant Black Man. Cock size isn't the factor (although it doesn't detract) -- some of her Black men have been smaller than me. It is the way some of them EXPECT her to service them that releases her inner slut -- that and their staying power. (Most myths about Black Cock size are BS -- they come in all shapes and sizes - but in general, regardless of size, our experience is that most do seem to have. ”Main uski choochiyon ko ghoorte apne hoont par zaban ferta bola, “Kya kya khilaogi?”Wah meri is harqat se sharmayi aur nazre jhuka boli, “Jo bhi aap kahen.”Maine uska haath pakad apne paas bithaya aur choochiyon ko ghoorta bola,”Khaunga tu bahut kuchh par pahle inka rass pila do.””jj ji kya Bhaijaan kiska rass?” Wah ghabrati si boli.Main baat badalta bola, “Mera matlab hai pahel ek chai la de fir jo chahe bana lo.Wah chali gayi. Main usko jaate dekhta raha. 5 minute baad wah chai lekar aayi tu.