Again Sarah began pulling, licking and sucking at him. Her lips were sliding up and down his shaft, his black meat passing in and out of her throat. I... watched as he stiffened up in front of her, she knew what was cuming. The black guy pulled out and began spraying his load across Sarah's face. Sarah sat there with her mouth wide open, catching anything she could.The next two up again had huge wads to explode into her mouth. Cum was dripping from both side of her mouth now and hanging from her. Rachel and I were left picking up all the rubbish we found strewn all over the floor and we started talking as we dumped them into the black trash bag. We started reminiscing about the times we spent together as we went along. Before we knew it, we were done packing and could go home.We went to the foyer where my dad was waiting in his silver Opel Astra and I offered to send Rachel home as it was late already. She took one look at the small hatchback and told me that she would go home with. It didn't occur to her to ask Dick what to do. Instead she said "Be right back," and scampered over to peer over Denise's shoulder. Denise had her hand wrapped firmly around her father's penis, and was sliding it up and down the stiff stalk. Cindy could see the loose skin on the outside moving, uncovering the head, which looked like Dick's, when it was uncovered, and then covering it up again when her hand came up. Denise looked up at her friend."This is so cool," she breathed."Gotta go," said. A couple of times she noticed, but was too nice to slap my face or anything. She would just turn a faint pink again, smile at me, and continue dancing.To my surprise, I found myself having fun with Anna. We ended up staying out on the dance floor, shaking and shucking to the fast songs, box-stepping to the slow songs, and even standing there, side by side, watching the band play on those occasions when the beat was one of those in-between rhythms that I have always found it hard to dance to..