I saw Bill lick his lips and my pussy was dripping for that tongue. Bill took my hand and asked where I would John and I like him to do me?” I told ...im, “we’ll be going to the bedroom now. Would you like a drink or something?I looked at John and saw him looking at me. I said, “You still OK with this John? I mean once I’m in the bedroom and Bill is between my legs I don’t want to hear you tell us to stop. Because I won’t. Oh I might stop tonight but I will meet Bill some place some other time. All I could think about was how big Mr. Willis’ dick must be. I loved watching porn with hung black men fucking white chicks and always remembered how incredibly happy the girls looked during the sex or with a huge piece of black meat stuffed into their mouth. Then it occurred to me. This was a chance for me to see how it really felt to be the girl who’s got the black dude drooling at the sight of her. It’s not like it was a huge leap to pretend I was a girl, I had nice full lips and kind of. He pulled off the road at a restaurant which he explained had recently closed down and drove us out of sight to the still lit rear car park. I told him to get out and come and stand by her door which I swung open. I took of her bottom half clothes and kind of pulled her tits out her bra without taking her top half clothes off. As I told him to touch her, he must have thought all his christmases had come at once. He presumed he was going to wank off as I fucked her and didn't realise he was. By then the song was slower so we were dancing face to face and she leaned in and whispered in my ear "are you having fun yet" and I replied oh yeah. So the party was coming to an end and it was about 2 or 3 in the morning I was tipsy she was tipsy and she says to me can we go to your house. I said sure why? She didn't say but we went to a pay phone she made a call and told me lead the way. So we got on the train and headed to my house I told it was a bit of a walk she said fine just as long as.