The wonderful adventures of miss K: Down by the river...

"Who's that you were speaking to?" Miss K said as she
was idly stroking her hard cock.

"Just a friend a bit more interested in your kind of
assets," Kim said as she got to her feet and pulled up
her pants. "She's always treating the strap-ons I use
from time to time like a real dick, so I figured I'd
give her the real thing with a real female body,
meaning you."

"Thanks," Miss K said as she sat back down, rubbing up
on Tracy's stirring body. Tracy suckled on Miss K's
nipple before reaching up and giving Miss K a firm
kiss on the lips.

"Hey, K," Tracy said as she toyed with Miss K's
nipple. "Did you fuck Kim yet?"

"Nope," Miss K said as she toyed with Tracy's hair,
patiently waiting for the door to knock. "Our fair
friend here is a member of the Dick Van Dyke school of
human sexuality."

"What do you mean by that?"

"She's a lesbian. Think about what I just said for a
second."

Tracy thought for a second, scrunching up her nose,
then said, "Oh! I see."

Just then, there was a knock on the door. "Hey,
Kayla!," Kim called out. "That's Tisha."

"Cool," Miss K said as she sashayed her way to the
door, ready to see whatever was there. She opened the
door and saw a somewhat tall, slim, tender-headed
black girl with soft butterscotch skin. Her small,
perky breasts held up her white wife beater and her
wide hips, hinting at a nice, big ass, was covered in
painted-on denim. She felt the girl's eyes scan her
big tits, looking for the promised surprise, then
shook a little as she felt her eyes look down her
belly until she saw her hard dick sticking out, her
mouth dropping open in shock.

Tisha reached out and stroked Miss K's dick from base
to tip, feeling it to see if it was real. Then, she
let one of Miss K's breasts overflow her hand,
pressing her palm into the hard nipple.