I have never wrote anything like this before, and Jim has kinda explained what I should wirte. so here goes, and I hope you guys enjoy this one.Jim an...d I went to a movie one night, and I wore a miniskirt and a low cut pull over top. Yes I had panties on, but no bra. At the show, Jim had his hand up my skirt, and under my panties for most of the movie. There were times that Jim pulled his hand out as the movie was a good one that we both wanted to see. After a while, I reached up under my skirt,. .strip and get to it." Just the way she said it showedthe extent of how in charge of me she was becoming.I got undressed and began to masturbate. My left hand was stroking mypenis while my right hand held Ilona's panties."Aren't you going to smell them, Jeff. That's supposed to be half thefun. Remember they are quite freshly removed from my vagina. My nowpanty-less vagina, if you get the picture?"As I lifted the panty to my nose, a picture of her naked vagina spranginto my mind. I was hard and. Both were dressed in nothing but skirts, their breasts bare as their feet as they put their wedding bands on each other’s fingers.“Angel, repeat after me. With this ring, I thee wed. I will take thee to be my mate and my troth, from this moment until the end of my days,” Jane guided Angel, while Annette fought back tears as she realized just how deeply and totally her Angel was willing to give of herself to her.With those words, Angel put her ring on Annette’s left hand. Then Annette took her. ..your'e not...!" "Showing any Mandingo pin?" she smiled, shaking her pretty head. "Bob, I'm in the middle of a custody battle with my ex, and if anyone could prove I have a black lover, well, I'd never see Lisa again! Don't you understand?" "Oh, wow," I groaned, but still puzzled. "So that means, you have a, you know...!" She nodded, smiled and patted my hand. "Yes, a black lover. We came to Atlanta together; of course we don't live together, and we have to be very careful, because a private.