A short time later, she excused herself to go to the ladies room to freshen up. I watched with pride and lust as she walked away. I noticed that as sh...e approached the restrooms, there were two young black men there, one was on the phone. As she walked by, one of them said something to her. She turned and looked at him and said something in return and continued on into the ladies room. When she came out, he again said something to her and stepped in front of her, blocking her way. He moved. .. Though female in body parts and mind, I've got loads of Testosterone.Deciding to take a closer look at the “humping” situation, I thought further. How do my lovely Subs react to my "hump?"Well, because I always request a "bottom wiggle" of approval throughout my scenes, I’m able to tell if they don’t like what I’m doing. If they wiggle while I play with them, they like what I’m doing. If they stop wiggling… I stop.Recalling those scenes in my twisted mind… I realize that I've never been. Third round I lost mine. Round four and Malcolm bared his dark chest for all of us. I am always excited by those dark chocolate nipples. From the way Sean was acting he liked them as well. When Malcolm wasn't paying attention Sean bent over and tongued the rough surface then pulled back before his victim could swat him. Only Matt and I were still completely clothed. Next cut my shirt left me. I do mean lift me. Sean and Malcolm grabbed both sides of my shirt and pulled it over my head. . She remembered her own youth and how much fun she had had prior to her wedding and her son. Above all she remembered her lost aspirations, how she had had to make a choice between completing her art studies and wedding with a then handsome but still rich Manuel. In some ways she still held it against him. She still saw him as the cause of her failed dreams of becoming an established contemporary artist. She still blamed him for confining her in a life of boredom. “Madame! Une autre tasse?”.