The lotion was creamy and smooth and added immeasurably to the sensuality of his touching her skin. He rubbed the lotion into her shoulders and across... her back and then started massaging, slowly and deeply kneading her shoulders and neck. He could feel the tension go out of her muscles as he worked his fingertips into the tightness across her neck and back. She sighed and murmured, "That feels so nice. Oh, Baby, you do that so well."Donny moved his attention to her back and massaged the area. No wonder, I thought to myself, that he was not just black but charcoal black. He told us that his parents were religious and very strict, so strict in fact, that he had never been allowed to be alone in a room with a girl. My wife asked if that meant that he was a virgin. When bashfully he told us he was, I’m sure I saw a smile on my wife’s face. It wasn’t long before my wife went over and whispered something in his ear before disappearing into the bathroom. If he wasn’t so black, I’m sure I. Janet didn't come home until 9pm and I was just getting worried when her car pulled in the garage. When she came in she was disheveled looking and I quickly realised she had been drinking. Janet slurred out a apology and a excuse about having too much wine with her dinner. As she walked up the steps to the bathroom I couldn't help but noticed her hips swaying sexily, I was so horny I couldn't wait to get her in bed. Upstairs Janet immediatly knelt and fumbled at my pajamas for my cock, hungrily. ? She stepped back behindLisa. ?Sing for me, little canary.? And singLisa did. As Goldi pounded a heavy-metal beat across her burning bottom, shebelted out a medley of the same sad tunes she'd heard other slaves of theEnclave wail: lowdown blues (?I'm So Sorry, Mistress?); poignant ballads (?IPromise I'll Obey?); hardcore punk (?Fuck! That Hurts?), even a gospelselection (?Oh God, Please Stop.?) She also threw in some fancy dance steps,and played percussion on the chain between her ankles. She.