At this point, I was really confused, turned on like crazy, but not sure what was going on. I turned my head to look at him, and he was laying there s...miling at me. I leaned in to him and he gently kissed me on the lips. I loved it and when he stuck his tongue into my mouth I eagerly sucked it and tongued him back. We kissed for a few minutes, while he continued to stroke me through my clothes. I was getting very horny and he knew it.At this point, he wanted some attention too. He stopped. When she comes back from the bathroom she sits closer, my hand is under the table, I go for the leg — I figured I could blame it on the wine if necessary, but I didn’t think it would be, she was a bit looser by then. At the leg she doesn’t remove my hand at first, but then she moves it away. In my mind I say I’m not playing this game tonight, I’m going home to some lotion and some long strokes from my right hand. I tell her it’s late and start to get ready to leave. She says she doesn’t want to. Two more vivid welts appeared accompanied by horrendous screams. The screen registered twelve strokes although in reality she’d had twenty. She almost missed pressing the button again and then I saw her press several times in quick succession and the machine laid four on but spaced them out at about eight second intervals. I thought that might be a good idea too. So the whipping went inexorably on and twice more Jo caught extras and the machine was well into whipping towards her breasts again. So momma started to prowl hehehe. Every time I went to the restroom I stopped and talked to one or two and even did the usual walk by accidental grab lol. Hey it worked twice to get the more square brothas to smile and get them talking. lol So as I prowled my criteria started to kick in even while drunk. Too short, too small, too shy, too moody, too flirty, too drunk, and too big. I thought it was going to be a deal breaker of a night and I even had the girls helping me keep a look out for new.