“I dunno,” I admitted. “I did this one because my girls were hurt at that party. We all saw the creeps that were there paraded out of here in ha...dcuffs. I wanted to make sure that the message stayed focused on what they’d done wrong.”“Well, you did,” she told me. “You’re really protective of those girls, huh?” she asked and I knew we were getting to the part I didn’t want to talk to cops about.I nodded. “I am. People I love were hurt. Some were people I loved before the party started, others. When he touched and squeezed it just under my thigh muscle, I jumped a little due to the pain. He said it was probably just a pulled ham string muscle and he started massaging it. It felt better and then he took my left foot in his hand and started rubbing it as well. For some reason I can't explain, his touch made me a little horny. I had felt this way before when playing with myself and I thought that maybe something was wrong with me feeling this way about him. Brad continued doing this for. I explained there were adult videos, magazines and sex toys. I then explained that there were booths at the back where people could watch videos. At this point I didn't think about explaining these booths also had glory holes (well in fact there are not holes but long slots which have a cover over which can be bolted shut in either booth - this means people in both booths need to open up the covers if there is to be any action). That night we went out for dinner and of course we drank wine. I fingered the hard black flesh with a long red finger nail through the rough material.This made him stare wildly at me and pulled the pants down. Next out swung the big pole, spunk already dripping from the dark purple slit! From a pocket he pulled out a rubber, with a fast move he rolled it onto the eager shaft!I stood and pulled up my pencil pinstripe skirt, one titty swinging out of the blouse. As I pulled the skirt up it got stuck on my big ass! He helped with his powerful hands and popped.