He pulled Tess’ hips away from the wall, until she was bent at the waist. He gathered her dress around her waist and feasted his eyes on her creamy ...ss. Tess whimpered as he traced a finger along the crease of that ass and into her waiting pussy. Tess moaned and brought a hand down to grasp his hip. “I said keep your hands on the wall,“ Tucker said as his hand slapped her ass with a loud crack. Tess yelped and quickly replaced her hand onto the wall. Tucker felt her juice gush into his hand and. We got a couple of looks from both sexes but we certainly didn’t see anyone laughing or pointing which helped relax us. Looking around the bar, I noticed a guy and a girl sat down and suspected that maybe she was a he dressed up but they looked good. After a couple of drinks we moved towards the drag club to ensure we got good seats and as we arrived at the club we were met by two of the act whom we recognised from the previous visit, they obviously didn’t recognise us but greeted us with a. It was from Darrell, one of the black men Cindy had met when Willis and she had been to the resort just before she had to fly back to New York, and who she had exchanged phone numbers with. They had been texting back and forth ever since. He'd mentioned he had a friend, another black guy a bit younger than him, who he thought she'd love spending some time with, and Darrell had suggested that the three of them meet up sometime. Cindy had just had her first experiences with black cock with. It must have been instinct at that point and I thrust up my hips into her. She met me with a downward thrust at almost the same time and she moaned again. She opened her eyes and looked into mine and said that is how it is supposed to feel. She warned me, now and said don’t push too hard, you are all the way inside of me and it might hurt if you do it too hard. I told her to tell me if it was hurting and started to slowly move my hips up and down. Again, she met me in a rhythm, and we were.