Your Day With Rae

Your Day With Rae
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The ravishing Rae Lil Black is setting up the perfect date – making sure the food is right, tidied up area, romantic lighting… All preparation for the main course. Her, of course. The nervous Tommy Cabrio shows up and is immediately drawn in by her outfit and how it hugs her curves, begging to be torn off. Who can focus on food when Rae is such a damn snack? The two make some small talk about moving in to the city, but it’s obvious that Rae can’t wait to reveal her secret to this innocent newbie. Why doesn’t Tommy just look her up? That might give a little hint to where the date is headed…

 I sat there looking at her. Maybe it was the liquor, or perhaps just the situation, but I kept thinking she was hotter than ever. Her nipples were hard and pressing against the tight fabric of her shirt, and I couldn’t wait to see her tits. Out of nowhere, she started laughing again. “You missed it,” she said.

But I had spaced out, looking at her tits, waiting to see them. I came to and saw her hands straightening out the little piece of fabric that covered her pussy. The camel-toe was gone, so was her labia. To Clarify She had tucked her panties in the folds between her labia and thighs. I knew I had a sad look on my face. I looked up at her, asking, “What the….”

“You never said what you wanted me to flash,” she said, still laughing, “I figured it was dealer’s choice, so I flashed my pussy. You missed it.”

she had to admit, that was clever. Rae laughed it off, even though I was disappointed I didn’t get to see her tits and I missed seeing her pussy. I sat up to pour a couple of shots. “Are we going to smoke that last joint?” she asked.

“Are you sure that’s a good idea?” I asked her.

“What’s the worst that could happen? My pussy is already wet,” she replied, “Plus, I was hoping you’d let me try something.”

“What do you want to try?” I asked, handing her a shot glass.

“You remember the whole Bill Clinton thing when he put the cigar in Monica’s pussy, right?” she asked, “Can I do that with the joint before we smoke it?”

I handed her the joint, “Be my guest,” I told her.

She took the joint from me, handing me her empty shot glass. She leaned back a little and pulled the front of her panties out. As the joint disappeared down the front of her panties, I realized she wasn’t going to give me even a glimpse of her pussy. She handed the joint back to me then adjusted her panties. I held it to my nose, inhaling deeply and smelling Chevy’s scent. It was an intoxicating mixture of her pussy and weed. “It might be a while before that dries enough to smoke it,” I told her.

“Yeah, I do,” I told her, “So, what do you want to do while we wait for it to dry? We don’t have to keep playing truth or dare, do we?”

“No, we don’t,” she replied, “how about we just talk.In Short Maybe we can figure out why we don’t like each other. But instead of getting mad at each other like we normally do, we take a time out. If we need a minute, we pour a couple of shots and change the topic. What do you think?”