I sensed that something might happen, a sort of an expectancy was in the air. As she came back to her table, I noticed her pants were open and that sh...e had on a pair of dark blue panties. It was almost as if she wanted me to see them. I noticed and looked over to where she was sitting. Her hands were under the table and I could hear her breathing change and become faster. I looked and could barely see she was rubbing herself while her pants were down further.Her eyes locked on mine and she. Because of Wayne’s cock she was amazed her pussy was adjusting quickly to this giant. At about 8 inches or so he was hitting her cervix Wayne would look at her and she would nod telling him to get the last inch in, but this was a different story.She looked up at him, her pussy was contracting around his cock in an attempt to milk cum out of it she had several small orgasms. “Well Barb think you can handle it, she looked into his eyes, bit her bottom lip and nodded yes. The monster sunk two. Pete was openly going on about me sleeping with Dan, who himself wasn't shy or worried about the fact that his best mate was telling him to sleep with his wife! I told them both I would think abut it, it certainly wasn't going to happen that night.All that night I couldn't stop thinking about Dan, I'd noticed how big and strong his hands looked, he had been doing a lot of manual work since leaving and I kept thinking about his hands all over me, what he must look like under his clothes, how big. I came twice, although my cunt was feeling a bit sore.Suddenly, the nigger tensed his back and I sensed a wad of his sperm gush into my stretched pussy. He was the third black man of the night enjoying my slippery cunt.He whispered: “good bitch…” as he pulled out.I sensed his sticky cum oozing out from my pussy lips and running down my thighs. I felt like I needed to go to the ladies' room and clean up.I left the room and got a few steps in that direction when another black man appeared in.