When we arrived at Towering Palms the limo drover said, “Ladies, the Brands have already covered a much more than generous tip. You two have a good ...ay.”We both thanked him for the nice ride.A hand-lettered sign with an arrow said, “Servers”. Several signs later a door was labeled servers. We entered. It looked like four makeup people and 3 servers were present when we arrived. One of the servers was nude with her makeup lady. I made a little joke to Kimi, “What kind of makeup goes with tan. ” As September passed into October, anticipation amongst the little group of friends began to build. They started making preparations, thinking of anything and everything they might need for a two or three-day camping experience. Heather and Katie made a list of food items they could bring. Mitch and Misty were in charge of supplying the tents (they had plenty of different shapes and sizes), while Tracy and Becca volunteered to purchase all of the various beverages they might want to consume.. Steven was angry, outraged; it was an offense to his every sensibility to see a Black man depicted as his lord and Savior. Every cell in his body was filled with hatred for me. He started to tell me to fuck off, that he was going to leave, but every head turned just as he began to raise his voice. The words stuck in his throat before he could get out a complete sentence and he quietly slid into the pew next to me. Glancing around at all the beautiful people, happily married couples, single. I moved down and ran my tongue over one and then the other. I kissed and licked her nipples. I brought her tits together until the nipples were touching and sucked them into my mouth at the same time. Leaving one hand on her nipples I moved down between her legs. She was a true blond. Her bush was darker than her hair, but not by much. Her legs parted and I settled in staring at her pussy. I had my tongue part the folds of her pussy. Each time I lapped up I let my tongue burrow deeper into her.