Your dress lies at your feet in a heap of blackness only slightly visible in the near darkness we share in the elevator. I place my right hand in th... center of your back and again as taking direction from our tango you feel my guidance and know that I want you to bend forward and you do. You place your hands on the top of my suitcase that sits before you. I now take my hand and place them between your silky thighs and direct you to spread them apart only by touching them. Again, you are. "I told you I was the luckiest bastard in the world," Trent said with a big smile.We sat down and had a nice conversation, enjoying our drinks. Jamilla seemed to be a real flirt. Too bad she had to leave only half an hour later. Something about her business. I blushed when she kissed me goodbye which made Trent laugh. When she was gone he said, "She's hot, right?" Surely too hot for this weather," I joked."Let's cool down in the pool then."Trent had already taken off his shirt."But I didn't. ” I closed my eyes, trying to block out the image of me over her lap, my shorts and panties down around my ankles, her hand smacking into my ass. I could feel the dampness spreading down the inside of my thighs. I opened my eyes to find hers still staring into me and gave her the tiniest nod that I understood. I took her foot in my left hand, enjoying the feel of it, and started to paint her big toe. I was very careful, though part of me wanted to mess up. She leaned back, checked her phone,. The next wish, is embarrassing but I want to be honest, I would want to wear panties (for many reasons please just ask...), Pretty much everything else is something we can agree on before proceding. We would understand each other's needs and desires. I would encourage and support her in her need for BBC. I would be proud of her total submission and service to BLACK MEN. I am aware that my little boy clit (4-5"hard), is not nearly enough for her and being the ever loving, devoted man who.