I told her to hold on to my neck and I stood her up. With her holding onto my neck and with my hands under the back of her thighs which I had pinned ...to her stomach she began bouncing off of my cock. I could feel every bit of her little pussy stretching as my cock pounded her guts. I would simply push her up and her motion and gravity would bounce back on my cock. We fucked like this for a while and shit got loud.Because my legs grew week and because she was screaming like a murder victim I. Before I had a chance to respond, a man walked around the corner and approached my car. I was absolutely astounded as I realised he was a huge muscular black man about 30 years old…at about 6’8…280 lb’s, he was tremendously imposing and very intimidating as he entered my car. I said to him…”how are you doing tonight”…? He replied…”real good, gonna party wit a bunch a pretty white girls tonight”…with a really deep voice. With that, Shannon smirked at me and said to the man…”this Uber driver. A lady in a black dress offers me a glass of champagne from the silver tray she's carrying, and I accept it. I don't really like champagne, but I'm grateful for it. I'm feeling incredibly shy and entirely out of place.I gulp back my drink then scan the room from the corner I walk to. Small groups of people have formed, making polite small talk with each other. There's only about fifty, sixty people in all but I don't know how to approach anyone. I'm lacking in confidence, and I'm not sure if I. "They don't know what happened to her. She went out before sunset last night and never came back to the hospital or her mother's house." Oh, she's back home," Britney smiled. "I saw Damien this morning when he got home from the airport. Said her mom was fine and she had come on home."Mrs. Lawson frowned. "That's not the impression I got. They were worried. She didn't tell them she was coming back." Damien was pretty sure she was home." Britney glanced up at the D'Angelo's house. On the third.