She smiled when she saw that he looked like the menin the photographs. James didn't say anything about it, but he liked her makinghim put on the girl... clothes. He didn't think about it deepenough to figure out if it was the clothes or being made todress i[ om them that he liked because all he could think aboutwas how hard his dick was and how it felt straining against thefeminine panties he was wearing. Marta really liked making him put her things on, especiallywhen she knew that he didn't. It was so sexy to watch her walk around naked in those black high heels. She then put on her wrist watch and pearl neck lace. You could have killed me at this point & I would have ben ok with that.Then she began dressing. When her bra went on I knew this awesome show was over. That was only show #1. Show #2 is still underway.I took a slight break. My head was kind of sore from being cramped in that position.I heard the footsteps of my Aunt Sandy coming down the hall. The light came on. Hafsah could feel a hand on her firm arse and she then felt a sting of pain as another black man spanked her giant derriere. Hafsah however continued to kiss the black man who was in front of her. Hafsah soon began to pant as she could feel a hand vigorously touching her clitoris. Another black man began to touch Hafsah's voluptuous breasts and he began to pinch Hafsah's nipples. One of the black men pushed Hafsah onto her knees and her face was now aligned with the crotch area of the black men. My Mom and brother slept downstairs. I took the couch in the upstairs living room.We slept the night, and I, of course, pulled my dick out the moment everyone else was gone. I was thinking and dreaming and wanking and at some point I drifted off to lalaland.When I woke up two things immediately caught my attention.A. I was naked, my pjs having worked there way down to my feet, I don’t where a top. And,B. My aunt was in the kitchen.My blanket was flipped back so that only my dick was showing. My.