I pulled her thong down to her knees and pressed myfingers against her pussy. It was incredibly wet and I knew it wasn’t only her juices there. I pu...led her thong downfurther, over her ankles. Then I raised her legs high in the air and leaned my head forward. The moment my tonguefelt the sticky juices flooding her pussy I felt my dick harden again. I could have fucked her now, but I didn’t wantto just yet. I wanted to taste her, taste those men who had just cum inside my wife.“Yes, go on,”. I thought I would explore this area and bought my tokens and entered the door. It was very dark with the only light showing were the red and green lights above the doors of each booth that signaled whether it was occupied or not.I saw on the wall near the entrance a display case that was actually a movie directory of sorts with the channel number of each movie listed. I was nervous and at the same time very intrigued by all of the sounds coming from the booths and decided to enter one. I. Louis. We needed to find a place to tie up before it got too dark, and Sue suggested that we head for her old home. She knew the waters around there very well, so she could steer us safely to a mooring point. That was a good idea, so we all bought it.We tied up, and I went with Sue to look at her mother's grave. The marker was gone, but we had no trouble in finding the grave. The dirt had sunk back into the ground so that there was a definite trench where the grave was, but Bill and I had. There was no distraction in here. Just me and a mirror. I hung up my new clothes and peeled off my tank top, my breasts constrained in a cream-colored bra. I unzipped my skirt and slid it down my waist when my door opened.Ms. Evans slipped in, holding a finger to her lip, signaling me to be quiet.I stiffened as she fell to her knees before me, my skirt falling down to my feet. My cock throbbed and twisted as this beautiful, Black woman knelt before me. I fought a whimper, so aware of Jasmine in.