<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(163, 143, 132)"><b>Pairing:</b> Jamal <br/>
<b>Location:</b> Main Living Room<br/>
<b>Tagged: </b>Cassandra<br/>
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Jamal Adams loved having sex, with as many women as possible. His wife was completely on board with the idea and they had actually met at a Swingers Party - Jamal having the distinction of being the first black man she had ever fucked and, he thought, married to spite her parents who absolutely hated the older man. It didn't matter to Jamal, really. He didn't think he could ever just love one woman. They had a very open relationship and that was just fine with Jamal.<br/>
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Tonights offerings were two distinctively different women. One was like him, he thought. Older, with a boy toy of a husband, she oozed confidence and sexuality and Jamal found himself intrigued by her. The other was closer to him in age, but looked out of place - a couple who was swinging for the first time, he quickly found out while in conversation with her husband. When Cassandra picked his key - a golden key, representing the host, as he had not driven there - Jamal found himself strangely aroused by the prospect of being with such an innocent looking woman. He was eager to learn more about her and undress her.<br/>
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Smiling, holding his glass of wine, the large black man moved over to her, reaching out to caress her hand as he took the key from her. "It looks like you've picked me." He says softly. He was wearing a nice pair of slacks, complete with a belt that had a cowboy buckle on the front. He wore a white, button down shirt that hung loosely over his large from, its large collar folded crisply. The first few buttons were undone, revealing part of his smooth, hairless chest underneath. He stood 6'3" and still looked like he could play football at a high level with his toned, muscled form.<br/>
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He reached out and rested a hand on her hip, sliding it up to her waist. His hand was quite large against her and he gave her a soft squeeze. "I'd love to get to know you more...intimately." He continued. "Do you want to find a more secluded place to talk or join me on the couch?" He asks, flicking his head towards the large unoccupied sofa.</span>