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Date: 9/2/2015, Categories: Fetish, Group Sex, Interracial Sex, Author: whitewifeneedsbbc, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
the details of my sexual encounters with the clients and seemed to get off on what I told him. Richard handed me a garment bag and said, "Take off those undies. Everything you're going to need is in here, and they want you to use this. He handed me a small sample size bottle of Hermes. I opened the bag and found a nice little black dress, black fishnet stockings, a garter belt, and a nice pair of jimmy Choo stilettos. "So no underpants, Richard?" "No, not this time. You're going to be the party slut." I just shrugged, "Do you know what's going down?" "No. I asked PJ, and he told me to tell you it was to be a surprise. These are a couple of twisted old fucks though. PJ said that she saw the video of her old man fucking you. Part of her act is to confront you in front of her guests." I rolled my eyes, "So who are these guests?" "PJ thinks they are Navy people who used to work for him. We're just supposed to play it by ear, and I'll be with you to make sure things don't get too crazy." I put on the garter belt and stockings, and stood befor the mirror to check me out. I had been laying out on my patio a lot during the summer months, and my normally olive colored skin was tanned to a golden brown tint, much darker between my legs. I had just been waxed before th Atlanta job, so my pussy was still soft and smooth. My labia seemed to be getting fleshier, perhaps,from all the "Big Dick" fucking I had been getting...they ... were almost like little puppy ears. In the reflection of the mirror I could see Richard looking at me. "Hey girl, think we got time for a quicky?" "No Richard, no quickies." I put the dress on, there was not much to it, cut to show cleavage and split up the left thigh...would have to be careful with no panties. We met the limousine and started traveling south on I-5. I had presumed we were going to the residence on Coronado Island, but the driver continued southbound, passing the turnoff for the bridge. We drove all the way to the Mexican Border and into Tijuana. We were met by a uniformed officer after crossing into Mexico. He handed us blind folds and said, "put these on por favor. Security es muy importante." With the blindfolds in place we drove another thirty minutes, and I heard the sounds of a gate opening. The officer who accompanied us removed my blindfold, and I could see that we were at a ranch. There was a big stone house that was all lit up, and several limousines were parked in front. It seemed there were a lot of security personnel who were heavily armed. Richard took me by the hand and I asked him, "What did we get ourselves into?" "I'm not sure, but let's go in...see what's happening." We walked through two heavy wooden doors into a great room that had apparently been cleared for the gathering. There were only a few couples, and I was puzzled as to why there was so much wait staff and security people. Most of the guests ...