”Steele held his index finger vertically in front of his lips and motioned with his other hand for the black woman to come to him. She shook her hea.... He motioned again. She took a step back and shook her head harder.Steele shrugged, waved goodbye, and ducked into the hall out of sight. He waited, listening for any movement. He heard the rustle of her frilly dress. Her head peeked around the doorway. Steele clamped a hand over her mouth and wrapped his other arm around her waist. Balancing her. "Damn, my butt doesn'tfit." It's a fine butt, though," I said truthfully. She resorted to a shortskirt that practically exposed the globes of those incredible cheeks.She threw me one of her t-shirts, and I struggled to get it over myboobs, fighting the urges within me as the cotton material moved overmy nipples. Taking a moment to focus, I pulled on the thong andnoticed that my cock had shrunken into a soft little thing barely aninch long. It was barely noticeable through the red silk. Her. I smiled slowly, nodding. My fingers ran through his hair and cupped his cheek. He kissed me again, his tongue a gentle caress. We kissed for what could have been hours, alternating from frantic swirlings of our tongues to tender brushes of our lips. He pulsed inside me and I felt myself fluttering around him in response. His eyes were bright, his breath coming faster. The tension in my belly quickly burst open and I cried out against his lips. He locked his arms around me, his hips moving. Not for her thefondant colours of beige and fawn, her evening attire was a wince-inducing concatenation of startling bright colours.Lenny's face coloured with shame. He sat with his knees pressed togetherand his hands in his lap. It was the only way he knew to reduce hisnakedness. With the ambiguity of a woman who was guaranteed some goodcock later Sue had already forgiven Hank for his sexual deviation, butwith Lenny she was less generous. "Hank wants me to dress you up like agirl and you're.