The waitress brought our food and I saw Alicia tense up. She stared at her plate and whispered, ‘I asked for my dressing on the side.’ Steve got a... irritated look on his face and Janice started looking around for the waitress and Alicia said, ‘No, Mom, it’s okay. I’m going to eat this food and digest it and be okay.’ I smiled hearing her mantra, but her parents didn’t seem to notice. After eating I had my hand resting on Alicia’s and she was stroking my leg with her bare foot again. Steve. I licked my tiny blob of cum from her thigh and thanked her again.“Jen, could I see you naked?” I asked in a soft voice.“What! No! No way!” Jen shouted, “I told you, you will never see my pussy, never, ever!“Okay, I just wanted to ask,” I replied.“Trevor, please don’t ask me to show you my pussy again,” Jen scolded, “I told you that I don’t like you seeing my breasts on a Saturday, so how do you think I would feel if you saw my most intimate parts?”“I’m sorry Jen, I didn’t mean to upset you,” I. He pushed me up onto the counter, my back against the mirror. He then lifted my legs up, pulling my tight skirt and exposing my shaven cunt to him. I saw Jerome smiling, as he dove between my thighs and licked my pussy lips with his wet tongue, holding my ankles over his head.I could hear the sound of toilets flushing as my black man made me come over and over; my thighs were clamped to his head as I was screaming and moaning in orgasm…Before my Black Master could come in me, he yanked me off. And they would make sure she got what she deserved.The evening's fun began around ten o'clock when they arrived at O'Connor's Pub in Kanata where a live band just ten feet away made conversation almost impossible but the Guinness and Red wine flowed like water and when the band played a slow number Megan asked Greta if she'd care to dance. Now Greta was used to dancing with girls at Hi-hops and church dances ( close physical contact with boys was frowned upon in her elite and righteous crowd ),.