"How about this one?" I opened her panty drawer and searched for just the right one. It was a favorite of mine and I can still recall the label after ...ll these years - "Warner Sizzles, Size 34C." The cups were shear like the gown.She giggled. "The panties should match, so find them too, Charley. You know my underwear better than I do, you know that?" she squeezed my arm and laughed as she kissed my cheek.I rummaged around and found perfect little bikini panties and handed them to her, my face. But next time – just me, not my buddy. Or maybe with another buddy who is not afraid of a white boy’s mouth and ass. I’ve got several of those. We’ll make it a party.” And with that, he opened the door and left.Part 3 of 3Another 5 minutes and my two black stud fuckers were gone. My video had stopped running and I needed some air. I gathered my clothes, dressed, and wandered out of the booth area into the main bookstore. I saw several men eying me, identifying me as the guy in the booth getting. I’d always considered myself more or less bi, but I wanted to strip Kurt, lay him on my bed and lick every inch of his tanned surfer body. I've sucked off enough guys to know who is mostly straight and who isn't and this guy Kurt was definitely straight. Weak kneed I led him to the bedroom. As we walked down the hall, Kurt said, “This is my first time doing this." Finding my voice, I replied, “There's a first time for everything." In the bedroom, when Kurt pulled down his cut-offs his flaccid. I held her hand and kissed the top of her head. A couple of times I accidentally touched one of her breasts. The second time I did it, I caught her nipple which was rock hard. It surprised me as I was not expecting it.Eventually it was time for bed, I followed her to her room and as she laid down, slightly drunk, I leaned down to kiss her. She did not move, so it was only her cheek. She said enough of that, but I asked for a cuddle and she said okay. I turned the bedroom light off and climbed.