She stood there looking back at me for a moment, then she came forward and sat on the edge of my bed
. I loved her, but I loved her like a sister and not as a girlfriend.
. I was imagining doing 'something else' with him and my husband was certainly 'picking up' on my senses! Of all the men I had screwed since my husband and I started fooling around, there had never been a black man as a party to one of our threesomes.
She stood there looking back at me for a moment, then she came forward and sat on the edge of my bed
. I loved her, but I loved her like a sister and not as a girlfriend.
. I was imagining doing 'something else' with him and my husband was certainly 'picking up' on my senses! Of all the men I had screwed since my husband and I started fooling around, there had never been a black man as a party to one of our threesomes.
She stood there looking back at me for a moment, then she came forward and sat on the edge of my bed
. I loved her, but I loved her like a sister and not as a girlfriend.
. I was imagining doing 'something else' with him and my husband was certainly 'picking up' on my senses! Of all the men I had screwed since my husband and I started fooling around, there had never been a black man as a party to one of our threesomes.
