She was fucked, in more ways than one.Soon, the men in imitation FBI outfits who were her contacts arrived, coming through the back door. Their big da...rk glasses and fake earpieces looked only a step above Halloween costume, but that was the point. They didn’t work for the government but it was hard to guess who else they could represent. The one in front, a black man built like a bouncer, took one look at her and scowled. He turned to the other man, a slightly smaller white version of. I love the nakedness of your body next to mine, it is so inviting - I love it when you sleep naked next to me, it is like a signal to me that you want me, that you crave me, that you are willing and open to me -- but my hand gets restless there on your hip - so it goes back to your stomach - wanting to go to unsafe places - but not wanting to wake you - to dive in off the island of your slumber into those wakeful erotic moments that we could have if I would just caress you like I am thinking of. She introduced herself as Rebecca and welcomed us to her and Ian's party.I could feel the juices running down my leg as we entered the lounge/bar area of this magnificent house. Then I saw Ian! He was big and he was black! He smiled at Paul and myself as he made his way towards us. I felt the electricity as he approached.The thought of having a sexy evening had been on my mind since we left home. Now the thought of sex, with Ian, was foremost in my mind, I had never had a black guy. Ian said. I keep him inside me until I cum too. I stop my incessant bouncing and grab hold of his now flaccid cock. As I pull him out slowly I’m shaking, feeling weak and as he leaves my body I squirt. I feel my mouth open wide in shock. Fuck! I can’t believe it. Twice in my first two times. How will I ever be able to top this? It’s everything I imagined. Except the strip club thing of course, but I couldn’t have predicted how this night has turned out. I love it. Love the sex, the control of it and the.