It didn’t take long to get a response to my ad and soon I was parking in front of the address they’d given me, nervous but very excited. A younger..., very effeminate man answered the door and invited me inside. A huskier, more masculine man greeted me as I walked into the living room. He introduced his partner as Jay and himself as David. I laughed and told him that was also my name. It helped break the ice and we started talking. First just mundane small talk but then we got into the real reason. I kicked off my sandals and undid the top button of my jeans, but saved the zip. The zip he’d be able to hear. I began to stroke my body, running my fingers along my shoulders, neck and collar bones. Imagining his fingers in place of mine, the way they trailed deliciously across my skin. I grasped at my breasts, squeezing and kneading them gently, then tugging at my nipples through the fabric. I felt them perk a little, but it wasn’t enough. I unhitched the bra and slipped it off my shoulders,. Thomas was true to his word. He was pounding Karen deep into the mattress. All I can see was Karen’s arms wrap around his back and her legs wrapped around his ass. But you can make no mistake they were fucking with the sounds of his black balls slapping against my wife’s white pussy. Thomas was hammering away for a 1/2 hr straight. Karen sounded like she was having an orgasm for 1/2 hr straight. I can see by the change in Thomas fucking style he was ready to dump some black baby making matter. I am not. I am afraid Mrs Viktoria could be disappointed of me. Also I haven't your .. your hips your. I mean...” Sara blushed a lot and lowered her sight again until she felt her chin lifted up by the other girl's fingers meeting her sight.“Oh baby girl.. Do you like my boobs?? Why?? Thank you. You are very kind and you make me feel special. Do you want to touch them?“ Suddenly, without waiting Sara's reply, she toke the girl's hand and put it on her breast.. Moaning ant the touch.Sara wanted.