I guess I couldn't hide it from myself now, I was obviously just following her and yet her hot, curvy body held such sway over my mind that I couldn't... stop. Back out on the dark street, she turned a corner and I followed her, our footsteps falling completely into step. It was a residential street of expensive looking Georgian houses with four floors and balconies looking out on the street. It was completely deserted except for the unimaginably hot, tall black woman and the little white guy. She answered, "hello". "Hi" I said, "so I hear you enjoyed yourself", I said. "I have to admit, I came like I haven't in a long time", she said. Wow, I didn't know she got that much out of our experience. "So we're on for this Friday?", I asked her. "You better believe we are!" she said. "And you better dress up for us this time", she demanded. "I'll do anything you want", I obediently answered her. "Good!, You better if you want more of us!", she growled. "See you Friday my little bitch. Remember what I said the other day—you each do it very differently, but that doesn't mean that one of you is better than another. It only means that you each have your own technique." Nevertheless, you're a lucky bastard."I laughed at the absurdity of the conversation. "Yeah, I guess I am pretty lucky. She is quite talented, and she was able to do that the very first time she tried. I thought I was going to die because it was so intense."She chuckled at my comment, then leaned into me and we. "Is that okay?" he asked as his fingers flowed lightly over her satin-covered lips. His feathery touch brushed wonderfully over her clitoris, making her whimper."Yeah, sweetie. You can touch me all you want. Just let me know when you're ready for more," she whispered and then kissed his turgid head before sucking him deeply back into her mouth.The man just murmured in response. His breathing was getting deeper and more heavy. It was then that his fingers moved under her panties and found her.