“I don’t know I have only ever been with my Tom I must admit I was curious as to how it would feel and fit in me, but this was a dance and a dance... only I needed to get home to fuck my Tom,Well baby how about you rubbing that wet pussy up and down my black shaft what do you say,“Ok but that’s all please don’t touch me or attempt to put that thing anywhere near my pussy ‘ok,Sure as you wish,As I started to rub my pussy up and down his cock I could feel myself dripping wet it was an amazing. Now, to see her like this was like seeing Mt. Rushmore collapse to dust. Komodo took her away to bed and I collapsed back to my lounger.I don't know what I would have done if Babs had not been there to comfort me. I know I cried some, and I cursed some, and I don't know what else I did, but the next thing I knew, I was waking up in bed with Babs holding me like I was her child. Babs was already awake when I opened my eyes. I asked, "What have I done to my mother? Have I destroyed her? Can she. This guy, Kevin, was in his late 40’s, slightly thinning/balding brown hair. He was tall and well built. He was dressed casually in jeans, loafers and nice pullover shirt. While it is more of relaxed look than what usually attracts me, he made it look quite good. Kevin and I danced and chatted at the bar on and off over a couple of hours. I was certainly feeling the effects of the drinks, especially the Patron. The attention of so many men and my sexy girlfriends added to my euphoric feeling.. Sensing this, Candice took the opportunity to slide her index and middle finger into me again, rubbing my G-spot rhythmically. Before I knew it, I was shaking uncontrollably, my juices flowing freely onto her pretty face. Out of breath, I couldn’t do much more than watch as she wiped her mouth delicately, not a hair out of place, despite my grabbing at it. One of the pros of curly hair, I guess. Leaning over to kiss me once more, I tasted myself on her and was turned on all over again. “Later,”.