My ass felt like it had beenripped wide open, but the black man kept pushing.I had completely frozen by this point, but the pressure of my pubic bonea...ainst his wife's clit made her violently orgasm. Her screams joined mineand I could feel her pussy lips contracting against my hard shaft.I now knew why her cunt was so loose. Her husband was massive. I couldn'ttell how long or wide it was, but it filled my ass completely. I was goingto be so sore tomorrow.The pain had subsided a bit and he. The audience began splitting into couples and small groups, wandering away over the Hoe, the first steps of a journey home."What would you like to eat?" I asked Millie. "Chinese, Indian, Italian or good old Fish and Chips." There was no hesitation in her answer."Chinese. I love Chinese."."Chinese then." I held out my hand to help her up. "Come on. Let's go and find a restaurant."Millie was very quiet as I drove back from Plymouth, and I didn't feel the urge to fill the silence with inane. And I jumped when Glinda spoke, "What are you doing here? Not so homesick as you thought?" I have been having these headaches lately, and I wanted to ask Mom's and Pops' opinion about it. And thanks for scaring that guy away. He gave me the creeps. Major Yikes." I told Glinda. It wasn't a complete lie. I had been having headaches, not really bad ones though.I followed Glinda into the house, but I also picked up that paper the guy dropped. It was a card that had the number for a strip club. I. "You're not alone," Marsha responded and gave Jaz a look at her nipples."I'm sliding my fingers inside my hot wet pussy. Watching you strip has gotten me even hotter,"Jaz admitted as she pointed the web cam down.Marsha watched as Jaz's long slender fingers disappeared into the slit between her legs. Jaz moaned Marsha's name as she did this. Marsha's directed her fingers to enter her pussy again and she moaned Jaz's name.The two pretty girls stared at each other as they masturbated."I wish it.