She saw one leave her elbow, saw it move across her body and she knew just what was going to happen. Her womanly instincts or something told her exact...y where that hand was going and what it was going to do. She knew that her friend was going to caress her breast, she just knew it, knew it without any shadow of a doubt. And for some unexplainable reason it didn’t seem wrong. It didn’t seem naughty or inappropriate. And it didn’t make her feel guilty or worried. No, she was slowly realising, it. When the server brought us our second round I was feeling pretty loose and was about ready to ask Mark to dance with me. I was really craving some of that humping and grinding I'd been watching for the last several minutes.Just then this rather rough looking Black man approached our table. He looked at me and smiled. His smile was warm and completely overshadowed his otherwise intimidating features. He asked: "Would the lady care to dance."His voice was low but very soft. I was momentarily. They give Chris a high five and then he turns to give me a hug and kiss. I can feel his cum dripping out of me and since I didn’t get to have an orgasm this keeps me in a horny state. At this point Missy leans over and whispers that she saw the whole thing and it made her horny as well. I smile and tell her I only wished it was longer because I so need to cum myself. We finish watching the band and finally head back to the truck. I am still wet and feel where his cum has dried on my leg. We. Sort of like a pin prick. The extreme pleasure of feeling this thing inside me far outdid any pain I could have felt. As Daddy pushed further and further into me, I remember thinking that that I couldnt possibly feel any better than I was feeling right then. But with each inch, came a bigger, deeper wave of ecstasy. Then came the ultimate!!! Daddy started ever-so-slowly withdrawing and reinserting his thing (which I know now is called hisdick in and out of me. Wave after wave of pleasure swept.