They were tiny, the fine lace barely concealing her flesh tone, a wisp of blonde pubic hair visible above the waistband. The tiny triangle of material... pointing like an arrow to the mound between her legs, as the lace disappeared around her back. Her thighs and legs bare, her gentle tan accentuating the whiteness of her panties. “Oh wow” I heard myself mumble.She was pointing at her panties, “Look, they barely fit, and look there is nothing covering my ass.” She turned looking over her shoulder. My loving Victor was sitting there, watching a basketball game. He looked at my but said nothing at all; but I smiled to myself, noticing poor hubby had a noticeable hard on inside his trousers.I did not even say goodbye to him; just closed the door behind me.The limo arrived just a minute minutes later. Jamal was in the back seat, with Paula.I joined them and my Black Master kissed my red lips hard, as I groaned as a little wave of pleasure washed over my body…Jamal just stared at me and I. I couldn’t hold back the cum as I jolted out came a large load. She immediately started fucking my tongue on her clit thing. She moaned, shook and I shot again somehow, right in her mouth again. I moaned and so did she. I saw stars and heard angels in my head as my dick tried to cum some more. She made it feel out of the world……..I lay there in la la land when she said: “Go get Kyle”….I took one more lick and weakly got up and staggered to get my pants up. I went downstairs with a big grin as I. At the time, she was twenty-one, and had a solid c-cup rack. I was twenty-one as well, and I found her to be very attractive. The one sour note was, that I never asked her out. I never got to sleep with her, and I always regretted not doing it. I guess we weren't friends, and more like acquaintances. Anyway, I never heard from her after college. She could have moved far away for all I knew. Unfortunately, I couldn't find her on Facebook, or anything else. I guess she may have gotten married,.