The steam jets were spraying the room, hiding her voice and our presence. But the visibility was still decent enough to get a good look. At least bef...ore it started to cloud the room completely.“Something wild eh?” She nudged me.“Are you kidding?” I shot back a glare. Still not moving from our spots. “I don’t even know him.”“That’s the point isn’t it?” Her mouth smirked a devilish grin.We moved forward a bit until his body came into view, more importantly, until his package came into view. For. He took some more baby oil and worked it in my ass some more then went back at it but it just wouldn't go in. He did this several times and it finally went in just a little of the head it hurt so bad, I had to tell his to stop. He did, I told him how sorry, I was but that it hurt really bad. He was ok! With it then, he asked me if, I wanted to fuck him? I said no! Not really but he said try and see if you like it? I tried it but no! I just didn't want to do it. We then sucked each other again. In fact, I’ll have to admit that on more than a few occasions I have played with myself and have thought of a big black cock sliding deep inside of me. But I was so dedicated to my marriage that I left these feelings to my innermost thoughts and shunned them from my real life. Not, because of any racial prejudices but because I was committed to my marriage. Anyhow, my husband was whispering into my ear this particular morning about a big black man laying between my legs and pushing his. But no words came out, and hemust have looked quite helpless. Dominic's eyes sparkled and his smile turned into a widegrin. ?You must excuse me,? he said. ?Doctor Sharpe, this is Miss Mandy Grey.?Michael looked back at the vision seated across from him and this time he didreach out his hand. Dominic spoke again softly: ?Mandy, you may greet Doctor Sharpe.? The girl's eyes rose to focus on his and Michael wasagain transfixed. Her eyes were large and dark and her gaze direct - evenchildlike - but.