I’m sure he could probably see right up my skirt. We were getting close to my apartment, and a dampness was building in my groin.My hand was resting... on my thigh, and I moved it towards the crotch of my panties. The silk feel of my stockings and the cool soft feel of my skin tingled to my own touch. My little finger touched the crotch of my baby pink satin panties, the dampness leaking from within. He said nothing but continued to stare in the mirror. I tugged my skirt up slightly higher, giving. What a stupid moron! No, it was an insult to morons to call him a moron."Hey, I'm talking to you!" he shouted. He grabbed her shoulder and forced her back around to face him."Leave me alone!" I will for one kiss." No!"He grabbed her breast.She groaned and knocked his hand away."Nice! How big are they?" None of your business." How about a flash instead?"She turned back around."Or can I see this?" He put his hand on her butt."Stop it!" Johnny!" said the bartender, noticing what was going on.. I didn't ask what that meant, but was soon to find out.After about a half hour, we were feeling very relaxed from the drinks and I also noticed that my pussy was tingling with arousal. I could see that Michael was getting a hard on and I wasn't sure whether the drink and potion were having that effect on us or if it was just from looking at those gorgeous black genitals. When Ayana asked me if I wanted a massage, I of course said “yes” and was looking forward to feeling their strong black hands. I never thought that my first time would be that special.Fern looked around to make sure the coast was clear. She lifted herself up, quickly sucked my cock clean, and then told me to put it way before she jumped my bones again. Then she ran out the door. I felt very lucky to find a girl like Fern. I finally went out to join the others.Mary came over and asked, “Are you feeling better now?”I replied, “Yes, I am. Thank you for your help.”Mary said, “I hope you already thanked Fern.”I replied, “I.