"Lay on your back on the coffee table, you naked slut!", Debbie demanded of Karen."Lay on your back on the coffee table, you naked slut!", Debbie demanded of Karen. "Gail, you lick her slit while we tie the ropes." The coffee table seemed perfect for their usage. With the top of her head supported at one end, Karen's cunt was even with the other end of the table. She was bound so that she could not move either her legs or arms. In addition, they tied her right hand so that it was just above her pubic area and could not be moved in any direction. Her left hand was tied at her side. Gail knelt obediently at the end of the table and began to eagerly lick at Karen's naked slit. It was obvious that she loved the opportunity and from our vantage point her open legs revealed an increasingly excited and juicy cunt. Monica reached out and put her hand on my thigh as we sat and watched. While Gail ate away at Karen's pussy the black girls began to shed their clothes. I was still amazed at how attractive they were. The girls in Chicago had just been average in appearance, but these girls were good-looking enough to be models. Their dark skin had that rich sheen that reminds one of an oil-covered sunbather, and their pubic hair was neatly trimmed and not at all offensive. Debbie's breasts in particular interested me. They were perfectly round and stood out straight from her body beautifully. But even more exciting to me was her nipples. They were very thick and at least three quarters of an inch long. I couldn't wait to have a chance to use them. "Watch her! See how she can just barely touch her clit with the tips of her fingers?", Angela asked, excitedly. "She'll be clawing at her clit before we're through with her. She gets sooooo hot!!" I walked up beside the table to get a better view of Karen's efforts. |