I saw Chuck’s cock get hard in his pants and moved my hands quickly to fondle his meat. Chuck read the signs fast and made his move! It was like he�...�d read my playbook. He pulled my dress down, exposing my breasts and went right to work, sucking my nipples. His other hand pulled my dress up and caressed my clit through my tiny panties. I lay back and spread my legs so this large black man could have full access to any part of me that he and his big fat black cock wanted!He waved his hard thick 9. She took another big album from the side and kept it in my lap and while doing so she felt the hardness rising inside.I was sure she felt it but acted as if nothing happened.She put her hand below the album and I had reached a stage from where there was no going back.She gradually inched her hands closer to my thing and I was all hot and lost all other senses.I moved my body closer to her and kept my hand on her back side just brushing her hips. Both were acting as nothing was happening but the. Looking back, I think they were guzzling it so they could ask me for more. All eyes would follow me as I bounced up and hurried to the kitchen before the next play. I wanted to watch the game too.I was wearing a tight tank top and short shorts that showed every curve. As usual the top was low cut. Enough to show a substantial amount of cleavage and the shorts did not fully cover the bottom of my ass. I knew the guys were looking at me, and if you know me from any of my other stories, I love to. I tip-toed through the room, until I stood at the end of the sofa. Looking up Grans sleeping form. Also looking up her skirt, at the white lace panties, which I could just see underneath her panty-hose. Oh-man! I had seen this sight countless of times on the net – but the real thing was so much better. I devoured her crotch with my eyes, wishing I had x-ray vision so I could see through the panties. I wanted to touch her feet – so see what the nylon might feel like. And I had an uncomfortable.