Three more ladies arrived…After a long while, the black lady walked into the room. She introduced herself as Naomi, saying she would be the den moth...er for the night. She added that we would get sore for sure; since there we would found only huge black cocks ready to fuck all our holes. She hoped our pussies would be wet enough…She finally ordered us to strip; we would be naked, just wearing high heels, when we would meet those well hung black men.Naomi then led some of us into a larger room. My. We gazed into each others eyes for what seemed like 5 minutes. Her hand clasped mine. These were breathtaking moments all the while tangled in sexual frustration. I squeezed her hand, she squeezed back. We moved our heads closer and our lips met. My spine was tingling. Our tongues were swirling in a mad frenzy. I felt my hands wander over her perfect body. Then I stopped. I got out of bed. My conscience got the better of me. I told her I couldn't do this, it didn't feel right, and plus she was. Monday's and Thursday s belong to Julius. You will have to wait until Tuesday" she said as she opened the door and looked to see if it was clear to leave and then the two of them left.I stood there as things rolled around in my mind. Beth was regularly fucking Jason and from what I'd just heard she was also regularly fucking her boss? Julius Barko owned the company where Beth worked. I gave the two cheating fucks time to get clear and then rejoined the party.As I walked out onto the patio I saw. Maybe we can all do something?” I remembered my plans with Kyle this morning, feeling awkward. My idea was to go somewhere with Kyle next time we hang. I have no aspiration to be with both he and Ethan at once. “Yeah, that could be fun. Maybe I’ll invite Dylan. I'll message him and call you tonight," she says, interrupting my reverie. “K sounds good. I'll talk to you later.” “Love you," she replies and hangs up. This could work. Now I have a solid pretext to get out of fucking Kyle. As awful.