Chuck had a garage apartment with the lower garage floor converted into what he liked to call "the tavern". There was a bar, and as was stylish at the...time, there was a large spool table with chairs around it in the center of the room and all in all, it was sort of a bachelor pad/party room. There were two more floors above the converted garage, but no one was living in the apartment at the time so the rooms were empty with no furniture and no particular reason for anyone to be up there, and so. The friend was 21 and the daughter was 13! We were floored. She had curves in all the right places and totally looked at least 18. We were thankful we found out early before the wrong thing happened. Anyway, we told these folks about the raw deal we got from our employers the night before and they shared their beer and hamburgers with us.One of my buddies was joking around and said, "You know, one of us is gonna have to bang this chick to thank her for all this hospitality." We all had a. I was wet; wet enough to allow his penetration with ease, and I let out a deep moan as he entered my cunt…I wrapped my long legs around him and hooked my feet over his shoulders, I wasn't going to let him go. I needed this so badly. He pumped me hard, still holding my breasts and kissing my lips lovingly as I pushed my hips up slightly to meet his thrusts as he moved inside of me.I felt like such a woman tonight, that black man made me feel so sensual, so sexy, and for this I wanted him to have. I accused her of being an outrageous flirt, a point she didn't argue.We also had a more serious conversation that lasted all day between the other banter. We learned a lot about each other, but questions and answers, and parts of answers, were often separated by many minutes as we waited on customers or worked on some culinary delight in the kitchen. We worked well together. I could tell I made it fun for Pat to be at work: yesterday I had sensed drudgery; today I sensed enthusiasm for life and.