So I started picking smaller items, and our lips were close now. I picked up a single piece of biscuit. But in a hurry, I bit it, and half of it fell....The other was still between my lips. I moved towards Sushmita. She came close to me. The leftover piece was so tiny that finally, our lips touched.The timer was over, but we didn’t stop. Sushmita started kissing me back. We didn’t stop. However, my hands were around her waist, this time only to maintain the decency. But we went for a longer time.. The seven girls darted to the door as I sat tied to the chair. I was stunned to see two very intimidating African-American men step into the living room.Some quick pleasantries were exchanged as the men made themselves comfortable on the couch. The girls nestled up close to them and flirted like a pack of love struck sex kittens! Flirting led to kissing and kissing led to stripping as the group of girls helped their black men out of their clothes. Melissa, Courtney, Amy, Jenny, Stacy, Sarah,. “Oh shit” I thought and immediately got turned on. Not having sex for a couple of months made me stare at that horses cock and long for a good humping. I sat down and rubbed my crotch through my jeans but I hardly felt it. Undoing them and slipped my hand inside my knickers. My pussy was so wet. I began to finger myself and rub my clit. My other hand went under my shirt and bra and I fondle my boobs. All the time I was staring at that huge horse cock and imagining it between my legs. I came. We went to the club. she introduced me to her friends. she was impressed that i was able to converse with them efficiently ,thanks to my love for English movies ,that was the first time i sensed a slight lean of her towards me ,i was keen on breaking the friend zone as in America things happen real fast .The music was loud the lights were dim people were all over the place with so much of beauty and sexuality inside single roof, never witnessed by me before . I was all charged up with the.