At the dance they had on Saturday night both black guys made sure my glass was full of something very strong mostly rum and giving me bottles of home ...rew beer and splifs in between dances I was on another planet There hands were all over me, they nuzzled my neck and ground there big cocks against me. One of them even put there finger inside me on the dance floor I was too turned on and wasted to care I was dripping wet . My husband was watching the whole time slumped in his chair and I had not. Her straight legs look even longer in high heels. I can’t see her flaming bush but her bald pussy-lips glisten in the bright light. I expect her to hold this position for only a few seconds, in case some car drives by. But No. A slender finger appears between her legs doing the ‘come here’ signal. I leave a trail of clothes as I do as commanded. Within arm’s reach I take hold of her hips expecting to slide along her ass cheeks. Again she has control. As my rampant dick gets close, her finger. She asked if I was hard from thinking about her mom or from being with her, and I admitted that it was a little of both, but that I was mainly getting aroused by being close to her. We kissed again, and this time she placed my hand on her breasts, which felt soft through the cotton t-shirt, and I could feel her nipples and for the first time noticed that she had removed her bra. She then told me that of course she was not lactating, but that she would like it if I would suck her tits. Who. She already knew that her mother would keep still, but smile at her and nod only once when no one was watching. She heard the door close and looked up to see him there with concern written all over him. ‘I heard you and brought a box of tissues,’ He didn’t know what else to say. She nodded with a sniffle, ‘Thanks. Can I hold you for a while?’ He smiled softly,’Sure,’ He noticed her little top and the panties that she wore as he got into bed with her. It was so easy to hold her to him as she.