She felt for a good vein and when she found it she opened the alcohol wipe packet, swabbed the vein and slipped the needle in. She drew enough blood f...om the unconscious man to fill both vials and then put a cotton ball over the puncture and taped it in place. She put the needle in the medical waste bin and then slipped out of the room.She went to the lab room and took one vial and labeled it, filled out the paperwork and set the vial into the pick up rack. It would go to the lab in the morning. However, there was a good few white faces in thecrowd, looking for a bit of African rough, so we decidedto give it a shot. We made our way to the bar and ordereda couple of drinks from a friendly barman; we then headedoff to find an empty table. The table we eventually foundwas right at the back of the club, in a corner by thefire exit.The music was as good as Tony had said, and the smalldance floor was packed. I looked around and saw nothingbut happy, smiling faces.After Adam had downed his. I don’t know why that thought seemed important or erotic, but it was! But at this moment the afterglow of my orgasm washed over me and I watched as she swallowed all the cum I had just shot into her mouth.She pulled off and stroked my cock a few times as if checking if there was any more and then gave the tip a kiss before crawling up beside me and cuddling against me. I couldn’t think of anything to say, except to thank her but that seemed to sound lame so I said nothing. Amy raised up on. My knees are now by his hips, folded underneath me and my hands are pawing at his chest. I gently, stretch my hands, lifting my body to a more upright position. No effort is needed now. The angle is such that my own weight impales me on his cock. Thick, long and hard, it angles perfectly and pushes my pussy around like a rough bully. My head slumps forwards as the gentle, swirling emotions of a building orgasm take over. My thighs are doing all the work now. As I move up and down gently, his.