‘You’re welcome to stay.’ He added with a smile. ‘Lasagna?’ She asked with an obvious look of disbelief. ‘Homemade.’ He added. ‘Homema...e?’ The disbelief even more evident in her question. Again he gave her the shy smile. ‘Okay you got me. I’m making it AT home,’ he started and then took an obvious pause. ‘But I bought it at the store, I just have to put it in the oven.’ Again, Anne took in the shy grin and couldn’t help herself, she slowly nodded her head. ‘How can I pass up homemade lasagna?’. He didn't find a belt, but he did find my stash of sex toys and tapes. He again called me a little fucking whore. This time he came beside me on the bed and slapped me in the face with his cock. He brought the virbrator and dildo over and layed them beside me. He looked through the tapes I had and picked one out and put in the VCR. He laied beside me began to tickle my clit with my vibrator as we watched the orgy that was on the tv. Then he took the big dildo (which I never put all the way. Calvin stretched his hand, caressing her other tit. His hand slipped lower to her stomach and even lower to her pussy (Jennie got all so tense!). His hands were playing with her bush under the water and then slid between her hips.Jennie was moaning. Her moaning was a signal for the guys to go on. They started feeling up her knockers and her butt. Then they pulled her back to the lakeside. She started jerking. I understood her to be pretending a **** victim. Well, the guys didn’t know about my. . and then two more. There was raucous laughter and high fives among the black guys. Jamal moved across the room to sit on the opposite side of me from Bobby. His arm went around my shoulders,“Well Caroline Sybil just joined the club. Another white gal just learned what can happen when she wears those sexy outfits to the mall and teases black guys. I am not the only big black buck that succumbed to the temptations, am I?”I looked down at a contented Little Dickson and then up into Jamal’s black.