The rafts tossed in the water as each became a seething mass of orgiastic bodies. The Magic Man still looked skyward and, starting from the fathomless... blackness of space, there was a movement. The point of light grew brighter as if being fed by the power of the erotic activity below. It glimmered with a cool blue light as it moved swiftly downwards and enveloped both you and the Magic Man. Within your oaken breast murmured a small oaken heartbeat, within your mind stirred a small current of. We had already talked about our fantasies about having sex with some hot-bodied, good-looking, black guys, but we had never done that. We ran into three really nice looking black guys at the mall. They were about two or three years younger than us, but we ended up talking to them and flirting for quite a while. We told them that we'd be sunning that afternoon and that we had a lot of beer and other stuff to drink back at the cabin. We suggested that they come out to see us. I even told them to. As the afternoon slowly descended into early evening, and the barbeque transformed into a game of family touch football, Willy turned to her father. "Dad, can you get me Hanna Fields' home address?" She handed him her cellphone. Her dad punched in his office number and spoke to the clerk on duty. He wrote the address on a sheet of his notepad, and handed it to Willy.Dusk became evening as the various family members began packing up and her parent's driveway and front yard no longer resembled a. Not a man about. The place was huge and filled with desks and offices along with posters and pictures of all the models in stages of dress and undress. She blushed a bit seeing one with a girl that couldn't be more than a p*****n stark naked holding a snake that was wrapped about her thin body. Exotic but kinky. Finally she was led into Miss Peters' office. She was tall and strikingly beautiful. Long legs and long black hair. Her blue eyes stared at Angela making her very self aware. No doubt.