The back of Cheney's head felt ... different but a couple fingers slid between her lips and into her pussy before she could form another thought. Step... swore out loud but no one heard it cause the music drowned it out. She felt Cheney's breath on her neck, saying something in her ear but even if she could've heard it her clit being rubbed while being fingered on the dance floor was all she focused on. She couldn't believe this was happening, more over, part of her couldn't believe she was going. I commented about how shapely and soft her buttocks were. She copied me, moving her hands up and down my flatter behind. I grabbed her hand and placed it on her ass and moved my hand around with hers as we felt he soft shape. I was beginning to breath more heavily, and her speaking voice had the unmistakable catch of arousal. I then took one more risk. I moved one of my hands to her front, starting at the waistline and slowly traced the swell of her belly and moved down from there, ever so. Will I?"Can I please suck you're big black cock, Black Daddy?" I say with her hand grabbing my hair."Are you guys convinced?" She asks all the men around me. "They aren't at all convinced, slut. I guess you want to leave right now, don't you?" I am a white black cock loving whore and I need to be degraded by all of you!" I say much louder."Good little slut!" She says to me in a very condescending way as she taps me in my head.Right away I am blowing on this huge cock. It is bigger than my arm. Your look was one of appreciation. I was finally yours. Though, then again, I always had been. You had known a long time prior to that fateful game of truth or dare that I cared enough about you and trusted you as a friend, that if you had asked, I would have given my virginity to you at any point along the way. It was our unspoken understanding and you never called upon me to put my money where my mouth was. I felt your hands slide up my thighs, pushing my slip up as you went. I reached up.