They each took one of my breasts in a hand, covering it from view, but of course that didn't mean that they didn't play with it; each breast, and its ...ttached nipple, were getting a thorough massage. Each of the other hands had a cheek of my rear in it, also getting a thorough massage.In the meantime, the black god, whose name was Dave, knelt behind me and put a massive hand between my legs, then up to cup my entire vulva and cover my mound. His fingers splayed widely over my lower abdomen, and. I decided to tease him and i pulled my skirt up and grinded his cock with my panties on. I was so wet that my panties where soaked through. i pulled them off and grinded his cock between my bare ass cheeks as we locked our lips together. my juices where running all on the top of his cock and i wanted to rub my clit on his cock. i attempted to reposition so his cock would slide down my wet pussy and i could rub my clit with his cock. what i didnt plan on was my pussy being so wet slippery that. Patrick seemed to agree. He tugged again on his collar, trying to pull her back up the hill in the direction of home. It didn't matter. She couldn't leave. Not yet.It felt like hours before the fire was completely contained. The pavement was black, oily streams of water ran down the steep grade carrying ash and debris from the hacked away front of the house. Hoses were everywhere, curled in piles or strewn haphazardly across curbs, soft now, spent but still dribbling out their last drops.. Instead, she leaned back then leaned into his shoulder and neck so we could not see anything but we all knew that his hand was now in her bikini pants and he would be feeling her cunt. After a while, they returned to the bar and the men all cuddled her rather affectionately as she passed them. This surprised me, they were not rough or crude as I would have expected. Sue came back to me and cuddled against me. By now she was quite light headed with the wine, the music and the atmosphere to say.