(I should say here that Erica hates blacks with a vengeance, she was born in south Carolina and just has a true dislike for them), there were a few bl...cks drinking in the place when she went in and Erica said she screwed her face up and mutter to herself. She ordered a large red wine for herself and sat down, she was soon enjoying the music and the red wine she was drinking became several glasses over the spell of the evening.As Erica is a smoker she said she had went outside to smoke, she. She knew she was close. Daniel was thrusting more powerfully and was moaning quietly with every thrust. They went on like this for twenty minutes, before both succumbing to the need of fulfillment. As Sarah’s orgasm raged through her she felt Daniel shoot his load into her pussy. They collapsed onto the bed in a heap, all sweaty and hot. Daniel kissed Sarah on the lips and ran his hand gently over her face moving the hair from her face. “Daniel, I can’t breathe. You’re squashing me!” Sarah. I told her “I haven’t done this before myself so you may have to tell me what you like”. I pulled off the rest of my clothes. She clearly approved as she watched. I sat on the bed next to her, reached over and started stroking her pussy. I ran a finger along her slit, rubbing in her juices which were already starting to flow. She moaned and arched her back a little with that first touch, looked up at me and smiled that sexy smile. I just told her “If you like it, let me know. If you don’t like. Besides, both those women at the other table had excellent legs, always one of my weaknesses. Maybe I would get a chance to meet one of them. Or, and a wicked smile tugged at my lips, perhaps both? I had sampled the food available, most of which was bland enough be completely tasteless to me. Subtle shadings and hints of flavor don’t do it for the vampiric palate. We don’t taste much. Lots of salt, pepper, spices are what get us interested. Want to spot the vampires at your local food court?.