I’d use a sofa arm or even the corner of my bedpost sometimes. But with his cock going up in me and not against my clit, it wasn’t working. I aske... him if I could do it my way and he said yes. I let him slide out, and with his cock on his stomach pointing toward his head, I road my pussy up and down on it, like I did on the pillow. His cock was slippery and hot and… IT STARTED WORKING! Pretty soon I was feeling like I did when I masturbated and when it got to feeling better and better, I went. My fingers found their way to her slit, and I began to caress her in return.We moaned and groaned quietly as we worked our way to a wonderful summit.“Susan, have you ever done this before?” I whispered to her.“No baby, but I have for years lusted for you, my sweet Charlotte. This is just perfect. Who cares what the guys are doing right now, I want to take you over and over to climax tonight. It will be the only night we will ever have, probably,” Susan replied.And she kissed me again as she. .. this... oh, wow."Heather had stepped inside and saw the results of the past twenty minutes' labor. The bundle the flower girl had brought over had contained three dozen roses and I had spent nearly the last half hour filling anything I could find to hold them. Luckily a neighbor lady had been kind enough to loan me four vases, and the roses were now arranged throughout the living room. The scent was nearly overpowering, and judging by the look on Heather's face she had no idea what to. The clientelle was a mix of single black men and white women and a handful mainly white and interacial couples and black women. It was clear to those who knew what the night was all about who had come her and why.As Sara was drinking in the scene, she felt a hand on the small of her back that confidently worked it way around her waist. Looking up and back she say the black smiling face to Tuttut. "I see you made it then", he said. Drawing her close to him as she willingly folder herself into.