There were lots of guys dancing with each other. Most of them were pretty overt with the dirty dancing, some guys were shirtless too. I felt myself ...etting a little turned on watching.A bald black guy came up to the bar, ordered a drink, then looked at me and asked if I wanted one too. I said sure, and he got me another rum and coke. We talked for a bit while the alcohol settled in. His name was James, and I told him it was my first time at the bar.He grinned, “You want to dance for a bit“. I told her to be in a doggy position. I started kissing her ass cheeks and was licking her asshole. The moans were back again, and I started fingering her asshole.I started with 1 finger in and out of her asshole, increased to two fingers, and then three. I was doing it slowly so as not to hurt her. She was writhing in pain. I signaled to bring her the coconut oil from the kitchen. She got out of her bed and moved towards her kitchen.Her sight of swaying ass made me unstoppable, and I followed. I’m not sure that was a clue, though.Because Vanessa’s a professional, our kitchen at home was stocked with some pretty sporty appliances. However, the one I used the most was a simple toaster-oven from Hamilton Beach.It wasn’t anything fancy, just a one-rack toaster. But ideal for warming up morning bagels and bialys, reconstituting house-made chips. Heating up an open-face sandwich. Like that.Unfortunately, the timer that you twist clockwise from OFF to X-number of minutes didn’t always kick. She then straddled him slowly impaling her body on his his now fully erect cock. She threw back her head and moaned loudly as he hit bottom. She sat still for a while getting accustomed to his size before she started to use the muscles of her pussy to massage his cock. He moaned, pulled her closer and sucked her nipples making them hard and erect causing her to moan and begin to ride him slowly.Charles was so turned on watching Natasha and John that he just swallowed hard and quietly reached.