At the women’s just as I was parting from her to go further to the men’s, she whispered to do something to help her return the pleasure.I couldn�...t understand what she meant. But after using the urinal and washing, I just thought what she could have meant. Then it struck me and I went to a stall and removed my underwear and pulled on my jeans again. We bought some snacks to eat and went back to our seats.We sat at the same places and her hand was again on the armrest. Soon the lights dimmed and. He took the brush from her limp hand and began to run it through her hair. He knew she had been at it for some time, her hair was like silk.He brushed for several minutes as she sat with her eyes closed and shivered occasionally. She opened her eyes and they met his in the mirror. His grin had grown wider. "What?" she asked, he slowly shook his head. She smiled herself. She was beginning to recognize this little game. They had played it before. She closed her eyes again and lost herself to the. She was very stimulated and excited and knew that she needed an orgasm very badly. She took Connie's free hand and placed in on her panty-clad vulva. Connie let out a little moan and releasing Marge's nipple kissed her fully on the mouth as Marge returned in kind as their tongues intertwined and Marge's hand moved under Connie's skirt to her wet panties which were covering her treasure trove.Taking Connie by the hand Marge said, "Come with me sweetheart. I think we both need a bed." without. My brothers may have been over-protective of me because I was the only girl in the family. I was also the only white child in our family. I have two older brothers both black and my younger brothers are also black. This is unusual with both our parents being white. Mom told dad somewhere in her heritage she had a direct line relative that was African American. I didn’t get to spend much time with my mother because she was always working out or helping others. Mom was pregnant when I met.