When the kiss ended Laura leaned back in Craig’s arm and said, “Wow!”He bent down and put one arm under her thighs and with his other arm around... her waist picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. His only comment was to say, “We can eat the food later. I have a taste for something else right now.”Laura was at a loss for something to say but words weren’t necessary as this is what she was hoping would happen. She shivered in hearing him say those words and felt herself moistening as he was. Ramesh stopped groping her tits and slid a hand underneath hers into her wet pussy, causing a loud moan to escape from her lips,"Oh you sound like your really getting close, are you? Are you getting all hot and horny for me? Are you rubbing your clit?" Yes..," Kanchan replied, "Oh...mmm...I'm so wet, talk dirty, get me off,"Ramesh had moved his 2 fingers from her slopping pussy and began to wet her asshole. Kanchan knew what was coming next but who was she to refuse him putting his fingers in. " He just smiled and noticed it was a perfect smile with perfect white teeth. I actually felt a stirring in my stomach and vagina that was telling me that my body was agreeing with his statement of need. As we continued chatting I was thinking of my girlfriend back home who told me once of her affair with a black man and the intense sex and orgasm's she had with him. She said his size coupled with his stamina were incredible and supposedly quite common with black men. This was causing even more. One evening, without explaining or speaking much at all, he has me dress in my best lingerie - silky black g-string, matching black corset that lifts my pale breasts and displays them, my nipples almost-but-not-quite peeking over the top of it, sheer black stockings and my stripper shoes, the ones I wear for my pole dance classes. When I'm dressed, he orders me to kneel at his feet; I obey, heart pounding with excitement and cunt growing wet, and he buckles a stiff leather collar around my.