Bringing my other hand around from behind I slid two oily fingers into her pussy. She moaned. I jiggled her clit and hood at the crowd again, then jac...ed the hood back and forth.The crowd had closed in to less than six feet, wanting to watch the obviously married white woman and her Black escort perform in front of her husband.I noticed Marianne, on all fours, her dangling breasts swaying, in the front row. A Black man was behind her and it looked, from my angle, like he had his fingers in her. Todd, acting just like the sadistic asshole I’d always known him to be, actually laughed in Janet’s face, while boasting that she was so fat and ugly he’d never be able to sustain an erection long enough for her to service him. Of course, he said it loud enough for the entire room to overhear.Janet ejected and on the verge of tears, simply slumped away to a small corner of the room and tried to compose herself. I, on the other hand, was livid. I’d been treated with disdain throughout most of my. Speaking of movements, Greg was getting close: his eyes were shut tight and he'd started moving faster. From the way Beth was squeezing my hand in time to his thrusts she was close, too. Then Cindy started to make some you-better-hurry-up sounds that brought me back to what I was supposed to be doing.A short time later I bounced my hips off the blanket just as Cindy began a down-thrust and that's all it took. With a howl of delight Cindy clamped down on me, which was all it took for me to let. “God! You feel incredible,” I groaned as she started rocking back and forth in my lap. My hips moved in sync with her. Her breathing was quicker now as she moaned in my ear. Then she arched her back and tossed her head side to side. “Oh, that feels good,” she said with a low lusty voice. My lips were busy enjoying her breasts. Her nipples firmed as I sucked on them. The scent of coconut was all over her ‘coconuts’. “Deeper, deeper, I need you deeper,” she was panting heavily. I turned her over.