She stood still, in shock. Her whimpers muffled. Tears making her eyeliner run. Her thoughts of what was coming next scared her but on the other hand ...hey didn't, she was so desperate to be touched and fucked, hard. Her pussy tensed. She felt dirty, knowing this person had heard her touching herself, but she was also turned on. He pushed her down, bending her over at her hips on the bench. He pulled her dress up, and ripped her panties off of her body, making her gasp as the cold air outside. "I see a lot of women who are like you, in the sense that their sexual urges are still fully functional, but their supply of sex is limited. That's why they come and watch us. They get to fantasize, and then go home and masturbate." Why wouldn't I want to hear that? At least I know there are other frustrated women too." What you don't want to hear is that men's sex drive doesn't fade away at all. I don't know a single man who has ever gotten tired of sex." But that means..." She frowned. What. Besides, no one there would know me. I got into my pal's car and off wewent. Soon we were in the heart of the city. He drove down a narrowstreet and pulled into a private lot. There was a plain door with asingle, shaded light above it. I followed him to the entrance, mystomach full of butterflies. He opened the door and ushered me in. Atthe end of a short corridor there was a second door. He knocked and itwas opened by a tall Black woman in a sequined gown. Except that she wasno woman.. The guests started to arrive mid afternoon, Kate's family were about the third group, I hadn't dared to read too much into our encounter last week but when she passed me she gave me a sly wink. My heart did a somersault, or was that my cock? Any way something happened, if the house and the yard wasn't full of people I would have gone and jerked off right then.As the afternoon wore on I noticed that Kate and my sister didn't appear to be speaking, maybe things weren't smoothed over with them..