And I have a definite affinity towards nicely dressed, fit, attractive ones. I know, who doesn't? You don't have to be 50, black and butch for that.My...name is Serena. I'm a single lesbian living in, well, perhaps that's not important. I own and operate a shop I call "Asides". I named it that because I never have been able to decide exactly what my stock is going to be. I buy and sell African and Lesbian art. A lot of what I buy I never sell, the items going instead into the private collection I. They were outgoing, friendly, and amazingly beautiful.I knew right away that I would have to stop what I was doing to retrieve Natalie from her abductors. From what Lisa told me I thought that in the short future, she would be groomed as a slave for the bandit that took her into the truck. I asked Lisa to describe her abductor, his clothes, weapons that he carried, any tattoos or body piercings. Anything that would make him identifiable to anyone searching for him. Lisa consulted with her. My boner made a nice tent of my boxers. She stared. Then she glanced at me.Tentatively, she reached out and touched. I nearly exploded and moaned, “oh, baby.” She started pulling down my waistband, so I lifted my hips again. My cock bounced into full view, throbbing and bobbing with my rapid heartbeat.“Oh, Daddy!” She purred. And I realized it was the first she’d seen it. She touched again, delicately, running her slender fingers up and down the shaft, and then over the drop of precum. Ana smiled at me and introduced the man as Denzel; he was the young man that had been tearing her pussy up during all night long.My wife told me that she had been thinking about it and after the way Denzel had fucked her, she thought I should have to see how a black man does a married white pussy. She ordered me to follow them and she led her new lover to our room.Once there she pulled her dress over her head. I saw the black thong she was wearing last night was now missing. She stood totally.