"Was the fuckin' white whore good baby?" I barely heard someone say. When I focused enough to look around I saw a black woman standing next to Matt an... saw that she was jerking his cock. "Nice fuck" the man answered her "For a white piece of shit" he added as he moved back away from me. I saw the woman let go of Matt's cock and move over to the man, kiss him and come up behind me. I started to straighten up when she shoved me back down. "Where do you think you're going you fuckin' white. Richardson?”“Well, you said that you didn’t wear a bra because it was so hot. And it looks like you didn’t wear something else, too.”“Oh, you mean that I don’t have any panties on? Actually I don’t wear panties most of the time, whether it’s hot or cold. I like the feel of air on my bare skin.”“Aren’t you afraid that dirty old men like me might see you?”“You’re only a few years older than I am, Mr. Richardson, and I like for dirty old men to see me. It makes me excited.”“Are you excited. I moaned with pleasure as he continues fingering my vagina, his tongue now flicking and licking my clit. Sopping wet by now, I arch my back and begin thrusting my pelvis as his tongue continues to get me hotter and wetter then I'd ever thought possible. I look down to see him buried in my muff, licking my pussy like a hungry dog with a bone. He senses me getting ready to erupt for the second time today and suddenly stops. "That was just a little tease" he says, as his fabulous body slowly. Are you joking?" No. Seriously, I didn't know that, why would I?"Well most of us have had a fumble with a fella in a cottage at some time, you telling me you really haven't?"No I swear! It never even occurred to me..."Well, you've a lot of fun ahead of you then haven't you!" he replied.I thought about what he said a lot over the next week, but didn't really know where to start. A few weeks later, I'm in the same club and saw him again. We gave each other 'the eye' and within a minute, we were.