When returned to the bar my attention was back to her. All evening she was center of attention playing darts and pool and flirting with all the guys. ...s the evening was coming to an end I used the restroom one more time and again she was waiting outside when I walked out. She asked if I had a ride home, I did ride with my friends but I said no. She asked if she could take me home, after a big gulp I said sure. As we walked out my friends saw me with her and I wave my hand for them to go ahead.. I was hoping to devote more than a few moments masturbating, but if I was to last long at all, I'd need to be careful to not get too excited to fast.But seeing those wet and slippery black cocks eagerly fucking those wet and slippery pussies was starting to undermine that earlier resolve!I was usually pretty good at controlling my arousal. I'd become rather proficient at 'edging', and I'd even learned some of the finer points of what some called a 'ruined' orgasm---where I could push myself so. She could only get her lips past the head. She took it out and licked the shaft, wetting it with the tongue. Chad reached for her breasts and stroked them as well. Chad tweaked her hardened nipples. That caused Karen to moan on his cock. When Karen had waited all she could, she took Chad’s hand and led him to the edge of the pool. She laid a towel down and leaned back on her elbows. Her legs were spread wide, showing Chad where she was wanted his gigantic cock to go. Chad knelt between her. Her light brown hair, with almost blonde highlights streaking amid the thick mane, this time was tied back in a ponytail. Once again, with the same colored beach towel and body tanning oil held in her long fingered hands, she unfurled the towel so it could land lightly upon the white sand. Leaning down, she straightened the edges of it and leaned back up. As she always did, she looked around, slowly, in all directions and was once again satisfied no one was around. That was her sign to do what.