“Very nice” she said “Shall we let this get a little air?” She more or less dragged me, by my cock, into one of the vacant cubicles. “Like m... tits do you?” she asked as I stood there frozen, my cock still firmly gripped, “Like to see ‘em?” she asked. It was all I could do to nod my head as, with her spare hand she hooked the straps of her dress from her shoulders letting the top of her dress fall enough to reveal her boobs, and what boobs they were! Lila was the opposite to my mum, she was. His fingers stroke along my slit, turning me on even more. I push against him desperately wanting him on my clit. His fingers slowly pull my panties aside and I can feel him moving over my wet lips. I inhale sharply as he pushes one of his fingers inside me and starts stroking in and out. “Mmmm, you feel so good sweetheart. I can't wait to be inside you,” he whispers, as he starts to speed up his movements. I feel my orgasm building and push down on his finger just as a second finger enters. It ain’t tiny like that husband of yours Bea told me about. Take a lot work. So get to it,” He ordered.I thought about my husband. I wondered what Trent was doing. As I felt that massive rod under the water up against my crotch, I quickly forgot about Trent. I kissed Jamal. I kissed another man. I didn’t stop, I followed in Bea’s footstep, making out with this black man. He didn’t touch me. He let me work, occasionally his tongue meeting mine. My hands roamed over his chest and abs as. I reached between those soft thighs running my fingers lightly over her soft pubic curls, “wider Monica, open your thighs for me. ” she spread her legs wider and I slid my fingers over her wetness, moving between her pussy lips to touch her clit. She moaned softly and opened her legs wider and I knew she wanted me to put my fingers up her honey cunt. I liked how she moved forward, causing my fingers to slide up her heat and I let her finger fuck for a few minutes. Watching her cunt thrust on my.