Sleep was a long time coming.Sometime in the night, she snapped awake to exactly the sensation she had obsessed about earlier. Logan lay behind her, s...ftly snoring into her hair. His arm hung, warm and heavy, around her waist, just brushing against the sensitive underside of her breasts with his every slow breath.Nor was it just her body responding. Careful movement confirmed what she had begun to suspect. Even restrained by his pants, she could feel the half-hard bulge pressing against her. They would show up late, moving slowly, their actions lethargic and mechanical, their words few and far between. They had all but stopped contributing suggestions towards how the music should be played and mixed and, when asked to come up with a beat or a rhythm to back a particular beat, they would inevitably choose the simplest, least complex beat or rhythm possible."I never realized how much we relied on those two fuckheads to help set the backbeat for us until they stopped doing it,". "Get back there, babe and make yourself comfortable." Let me go, please…" I whimpered again.The guy at the driver's seat looked back and asked with a smirk: "Are you comfortable, babe?"I just nodded my head…“Why don't you start warming up that pussy we are going to get?"What I had been fearing had now been told by him. "Get it warmed up for us, bitch" He laughed. “Play with yourself!"I got scared about those four black men; so I found myself lying back and slowly moving my hand underneath my. There was his email, I clicked right away. His message said he could host me, and show me the ropes a little bit. I was so worried and scared to respond. But my dick was so hard and my mind shut off for a second. I responded and said would he be willing to help me fulfill my fantasy. He replied right away and said he would do anything I wanted. I decided to go for it. Let all my fears go away and just go for it. He gave me his address and I slipped into my tight black boxer briefs. .