As my gaze fell further, I delighted over her taut flat stomach and then skipped down to her feet. From there, I worked my way slowly up her lithe leg... to the junction of her thighs were her vagina was only slightly hidden by her pubic hair that ran on up her mound in a small natural triangle. After several minutes that seemed to last three or four lifetimes, I said quietly ‘Lena, please come to me’ only hoping that she would. Lena came around to the side of the bed and stopped about two paces. Until she moves in, I want things just like they are. You’ve never, ever treated me badly; in fact, you treat me like your girl. You always think about me and don’t do anything that you think would hurt me. You love me and I love you. I don’t want any of that to change.”“I’m happy about that,” I said, stroking her hair.“Of course you are! You get to get your daily dose of peach juice!” she smirked.“It’s not just that, and you know it!” I grumped.“Sorry. I was trying to be silly, but I guess. Let me tell you about us, I am Mr H 30 years old athletically built from years of sports, of average height, K was then 23, a petite blonde, blue eyes with a great figure, b cup chest I would have said, slim and toned, not skinny. But her arse and legs were awesome. She had worn a knee length skirt during the day and her legs were amazing, her tight trousers that evening looked painted onto her perfect peach of an arse. After a few days and with the flirting getting more and more sexual we. I found that just pondering the possibility made me horny. It was almost as if my body was telling me to do it.Once I consented, Ed proceeded to advertise me on Craig's List just as he would if he wanted to find a stud to bred his mare. The ad referred to me as "a pretty white woman ready to go black", and included some photos. We got a lot of responses. Ed sorted through them and gave me his selections to pick from. I chose a younger man named Leo who was very black, with a muscular slim body,.