The handsome Black man

I couldn't help turning around to find the handsome black man standing behind me. He stood completely at easy with a small smile. I couldn't help feeling small compared to the sheer size of him but had to admit his attention was turning me on. "Go ahead honey!" Paul winked at me with a smile and I knew he was serious. "I'd love too." I smiled a little uncertainly but allowed him to take my hand and lead me to the dance floor. As we started dancing I had to admit he was a great dancer but I was a little distracted as he pulled me closer. I could easily feel his large bulge pressing into me as we moved and had to wonder if that was intentional.

(Models: Spring Thomas, Franco Roccaforte)

"My name is Jamal. Are you married to the gentleman you're with tonight?" The black man smiled but hoped she was available. "I'm Irene and yes, that's my husband. Can I be open and honest with you?" She bit her lip wondering if she should really tell him why they were there. "Always but let me take a guess. You're husband wants to see you having sex with another man? Maybe a black man specifically?" he chuckled softly thinking getting this beautiful married white woman addicted would be easy. "Another man yes. Now I do have to wonder about the race thing too." She sighed wishing this could be as easy for her as it seemed it was for her husband.