.. "Nice picture… maybe she'll invite me to bathe with her next time", I thought to myself, as my own hand continued to message and stroke, to pleas...ure my own body. A slight wetness began to emerge, pre-cum.I broke the spell momentarily, long enough to take off my vest, my boots, my outer shirt, to leave only my black tank top on. I even took of my jeans. I had some tight short boxers on, lycra stretch material again. I wore a lot of high-tech layers that took advantage of progress in sports. ..then look at white athletes; Peyton Manning (who looks like a retarded Frankenstein), Tom Brady (who wears UGGS! Women's fuzzy boots! FAG!), Lance Armstrong (only one ball!)...Now look at our movie stars: Tom Cruise (a gay midget!) and Johnny Depp (looks like he smells bad, probably can't throw a football), while all I have to do is see Will Smith, Denzel Washington, even Samuel Jackson or Morgan Freeman to make me wet! And don't get me started on Mr T!And the biggest white musician? Justin. Her name was Preity. She came inside without noticing me and my girlfriend in naked condition as she was bitterly crying for a reason. Arshiya asked the reason and the reason was that she had broken up with her boyfriend that morning.Suddenly, my dirty mind made a plan for a threesome sex as I was eager and used to watch threesome porn videos!After Arshiya made her relaxed, Preity realized the Arshiya was naked. She asked Arshiya and Arshiya explained what happened before Preity entered the. "That was about all I got out before Betty started stripping me.Not like it was the first time Betty had seen me naked, but thisold crow of an HR woman? I wouldn't want her to see me strippednaked by Betty!That HR bitch! She didn't lift a finger, either. Just sat thereleering while Betty made me step into the satiny body suit. Shedidn't even get out of her chair until Betty was pulling thestraps up over my shoulders. And only then, to feel my ass."Good boy, or..." now her hand rubbing my.