Two Black Women Chosen For A Wild Threesome Encounter

“You are so fucking cute,” he replied adorably. I’m so happy, John. I nodded, and we both smiled. He looked like he would be this sensitive sweet guy, but underneath, he was all arrogant charm, a combination that seemed to work well in his favor. Why was this offer even on the table? Hell, I was very sure I was straight…
…I looked back at John. He was, with no shame, moaning into the kiss, gyrating his body and humping in front of him like a needy puppy. And John was my… boyfriend. They were my best friends, for goodness sake. It’s sweet, you’ll like it.”
“I was kind of going for the ‘iced tea your mom got for that barbecue in grade two’ vibe here,” Jake protested. His eyes carried more than just lus now – care. I quickly broke off the kiss and grabbed his wrist, giving him a knowing but chastising smile. Even in her lust-drunk state, Katie looked over at me, and gave me