Talking music and drums I imagine. I look at her, enjoying her figure, as she moves from foot to foot and participates in the discussion. Do they know... what she isn’t wearing I wonder? Moving further around the room I place myself in her line of sight so that I catch her eye. Smiling I deliberately let my eyes rove over her body. She smiles and moves slightly so that I am more front on, still talking she turns slightly and shows me her silhouette. Lovely figure, nice breasts and tight butt very. My hands moved over his smooth chest and pinched his nipples between my thumb and forefinger. He did likewise and held my cock, tugging on it gently and squeezing my balls. I felt a finger probing my asshole, pressing againt the tight little muscle. We got up from the sofa and went into his bedroom. He took a tube off of the night table and applied a healthy potion on his fingers and rubbed it into his own asshole. He lay back on the bed with his legs stuck up in the air. I was knelt down on. Grits ... mac and cheese ... skillet bread. It all looks wonderful, Phyllis.”“The boy knows his soul food,” Oscar remarked.Jason scooped some grits onto his plate and ate a forkful. “Hominy grits,” he remarked. “It’s been a while since I’ve had these.”“How do you know so much about this food?” Phyllis asked.“I grew up eating it. You see, my mom is Black.”“You have a Black mama?” Oscar asked.“Yes, I do.” He removed his phone from his pocket and manipulated the screen. “Here’s her picture.”“She’s. I was on fire, my god I was so horny but I knew I wasnt getting fucked. It had been nearly 5 months since I had had actual penetration. At least from Chance at least, but that is another story. Then the collar appears & it snapped around my neck, complete with leash. he snaps his fingers & I kneel on the floor as expected to. he then walks me over to Nikki and hands her my leash, she stands while my husband undresses her and she makes stupid drunken comments like oh what a fat little doggy you.