Juno has a fantasy about sleeping with a black man. Cal is more than happy to oblige… and Juno’s husband wants to watch!
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“I’ve prepared drinks in the living room,” Gabriel explained, “Come on in and have a seat.”
This seemed to visibly relax Cal and he sat on the couch next to me. I was afraid I was going to leak through my undergarments soon so I sat propped up on one of my legs and I hoped we would find the starting point soon. There was some light conversation mixed with more than a little flirting between Cal and me. Before I knew it my husband was sitting very quietly watching us with fascinated eyes. Cal and I inched closer and closer to each other as he and I talked. He would sometimes lay a hand on my thigh or brush my hair away from my face. With every touch he made the heat between my legs grew and I could smell his skin beneath his cologne. I could smell how aroused he was and it seemed with each breath I took it was drawing me nearer to him. My husband must have sensed how close we were to getting physical so he excused himself to get another drink. I knew this phase of our plan and I looked to my husband for approval to make contact with Calvin. Gabriel caught the look and nodded. This meant Gabe was going to prepare the upstairs room for us so it would be about 5 minutes. As soon as he left the room I immediately straddled Cal and deeply kissed him. He took the cue and brought his hands to grab my butt cheeks and massage. His hands were large and strong on my backside and with the groping, the fire between my legs grew. Cal pulled up my dress around my ass and ran a finger along my red thong’s string that barely covered anything.
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