My fingers were getting slick with her juices! I wasn't sure if I was doing it right,so I let her guide me. It didn't take long before Gran was breath...ng heavy. She panted into my mouth as we kissed! Our tongues flew across each others as I continued to feel her up and finger Her Out! We stole one anothers breath,time after time! She softly grunted a couple of times and that's when I felt something dripping off of my fingers. I lifted my hand and she motioned for me to suck on my fingers. I. "I bent and kissed the tip of her left breast, drawing a gasp from my shower-mate. I suckled it for a few moments and gently slipped a middle finger between her legs, seeking out her little bud, hidden in its fleshy hood."Oh, God! It's been so LONG!" she moaned, humping at my finger as it eased between the slippery lips of her pussy.On impulse, I switched sides and ran my tongue along her scar.Charlotte gave a startled cry and grabbed my hair, pulling me away from her chest. She was breathing. After about ten minutes I needed the loo, so I left James to browse on his own. But when I came back he had a big smile on his Afro-Caribbean face."Are you bi, then?" he asked me. He had obviously found my small collection of gay porn, there was no point in denying it. Then I began to wonder about his smile."Yes," I admitted slowly, "Why, are you?" I am, yes," he said and paused, and then in a lower voice: "Can I watch you masturbate?" Ok," I replied, excited at this prospect of finally. He knelt down and kissed her as she drew a finger of his come to her mouth and she squirted one more large stream of come over the rail and into the front row of tables. When she finished coming he pulled her to a sitting position and the picked her up in his arms and took her to a chair at the back of the stage. The lights came on as the cheering and clapping began and I could see many naked folks in the crowd, some fucking, some masturbating. I head never heard such racism during sexual.