She was soaked. I started to gently caress her entire pussy, but stayed away from her clit. I didn't want her to come until I was ready.The black was ...atching very carefully while trying not to let me see that he was looking. I turned slave even more toward me until she was on her side with the naked leg up, covered only by her coat to the front. The black could clearly see her ass now as well as her leg. I reached around and drew her top leg over mine until I could reach her ass and pussy from. We took a Saturday late afternoon and she really helped me learn more about my organ. Her words, not mine!Up next was my busty Katarina, who was going to sing “Man I Feel Like A Woman.”Let’s go girls! Come on.I am going out tonightI am feelin’ alrightGonna let it all hang outWanna make some noisereally raise my voiceYeah, I wannascream and shoutNo inhibitions-make no conditionsGet a little outta lineI ain’t gonna actpolitically correctI only wanna have a good timeShe was really putting on the. A navy shirt displayed her breasts in the bathroom light, and a short denim skirt topped her firm legs, encased in black tights.She walked up to me, and without saying anything pulled the blanket from my body, uncovering my still-hard cock. I didn't know what to do, and tried half-heartedly to cover it again. She held the blanket until I gave in and let it fall.She might have been silent, but the look in her eyes was plain enough. She wanted me to carry on. I wasn't at all sure what to do, and. I fired up our car and we spent the rest of the shift bar hopping as he went from club to club. All of which had topless or nude dancers on the menu. None of which we got to see, 'cause we were sitting in our car, in the parking lot, while he got drop dead drunk. He could hardly walk when he came out of the last club and tried to get to his car. He made it, and we watched from close behind him, as he went home on auto pilot or whatever. A few nights later we had to work and once we were on.