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They wheeled enough power with the Black Mayor to ensure they were not embarrassed by Police raids as they enjoyed their relaxation at the Club. Abby had grown up in a time when it was strictly taboo for a white woman to be seen in the company of a black man. It was absolute suicide for a white woman to entertain the thoughts of having sex with a black man. But times have changed in the South and tonight, at the exclusive Club de l' amour, Abby fully intended to find out if it was true about the lovemaking skills of the black man. She was already wet with anticipation when she pulled into the circle drive of Club de l' amour and waited for the young valet to open her car door. When she swung her legs around to exit the vehicle the valet was treated to a brief glimpse of her lacey white panties and a distinct camel toe. The valet handed her Solo a claim check and quickly spun away with her vehicle. She added a dab of pink lip-gloss and then checked her appearance in the glass door one last time before blonde entering the Club. A short, stocky black man in a tuxedo met her at the door and escorted her to the bar. She could feel everyone's eyes on her as she gave the bartender her drink order. She was the only white person in the Club. She felt like celebrity as men studied her slender body from head to toe. Within minutes, a tall, handsome black man approached her and introduced himself as Tyrell Johnson; the owner of Club de l' amour. He wanted to welcome her to his nightclub and invited her to join him at his private booth just off the dance floor. He was casually dressed in a white polo shirt and dark linen slacks. He was very well-mannered and spoke with a deep bass voice. She graciously Big Boobs accepted his invitation and told him her name was Abby. Tyrell was six feet two, slender build amateur and medium brown complexion. When he smiled, he looked a lot like Denzel Washington. They chatted quietly in his private booth for about thirty minutes and nursed their drinks. She was filled with excitement and wondered what she should do to let him know she wanted more than just a masturbation drink and casual conversation. Abby found herself wishing she had settled on the same side of the booth as Tyrell. At least she would’ve been able to accidentally drop her hand in his lap and check out his cock. She toyed with the idea of excusing herself to go to the ladies’ room and then settle next to Tyrell upon her return. She was being treated like royalty by the club’s staff. The black man in the tuxedo approached the booth and handed Tyrell a note. He read it, smiled at Abby and then stuffed the note in his pocket. After the second drink, Abby had a slight buzz. You'll do whatever I say, whenever I say. “Do you want me to show you how much I like you?” “So here are the basics. So I did it, because I wanted to make you feel good and give my brother pleasure. “You know what you have to say. Dr. Lawrence cleared his throat. “Michelle and blonde Susan.” Wendy repeated. The awkward Big Boobs angle added to its desire to be free. Suddenly she froze and a big silent amateur scream escaped from her noiseless lips! I can still taste it, still taste masturbation her, and can still feel her slinky hair between my fingers and her hand around my cock. Even though my cock was out of my mother's cunt in my lewd fantasy, I could still feel it inside her. She began to work on my balls and sack Solo and soon enough I was rock hard as her warm tongue worked my pulsing shaft up and down. I guess you heard we leased the Medina Ranch. The tub itself was a 'L' shape and was about 8 feet from corner to corner and about three feet deep.