I wanted to suck Randy’s cock clean, but he had another idea.“Get down on her pussy and use your tongue to clean out my-cum,” Randy demanded.It ...as not a request, it was an order. I hesitated, as I had never had any form of sex with a woman before. Letting her suck my cock was one thing, but going down on her pussy, was quite another. But knowing her cunt was full of Randy’s cream made the decision for me. I was down and tasting male cum mixed with female cum for the first time. Another first.I. No one spoke to Wendy on the bus, although all eyes were on her, as she sat alone and self-consciously by the window, aware of the bemused stares she attracted from pedestrians, naked unlike her, who gawped at her as the bus sped by. And when she at last arrived at St. Karen's High School and she could join the crowd of pupils streaming out of the bus, she averted her gaze as best she could from the voyeuristic stares of her fellows."So, you're going through with it, Wendy?" asked Alexandra,. .. nothing happened, then?”“No.”“Do you still want something to happen?”I wondered where this question was coming from. As my mind pondered that question, my mouth engaged of its own volition to answer hers. “You know ... not really. I mean, I’m a guy, so from that aspect ... but ... no. She’s not really my type.” I also wasn’t sure I liked the idea of being revenge sex, but that was a separate conversation.I heard a sharp intake of breath ... followed by a long silence ... and a very slow. When he did this, Jaye, her hands on her thighs, eyes closed and a dreamy look on her face, would grind back.She looked absolutely beautiful. Her eyes, when she looked at me, were glowing with lust. The contrast of her white skin and his dark hands stirred me to a surprising extent as did the knowledge that those Black hands were caressing my wife's breasts. Her movements were lithe and sensuous -- basically she was making love to him on the dance floor.They danced three sets, grabbing a drink.